Today is the day you learn about fredagsmys. Here is Elin, The Swede's niece, with a collection of delicious snacks to celebrate the end of the week. Sweden is a beautiful place, people. It's a place where they have a word for eating-chips-as-a-family-on-the-sofa-preferably-in-your-sweatpants-with-quality-entertainment-on-tv-most-commonly-the-likes-of-Idol-or-some-other-reality-show-but-strictly-on-Fridays-in-this-case. I've done some research on this phenomenon and it seems that it started in families with children and has spread even to young, childless couples who otherwise would be out partying. Sitting on the couch on a Friday night is pretty lame, but fredagsmys is WHERE IT'S AT. There's even a song, and you'll have to listen to know how to pronounce fredagsmys because, despite an entire semester learning the International Phonetic Alphabet, I couldn't apply it to this bad boy for all the potato chips in the world.
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