In Autumn 2012, London.
Before I and my boyfriend (at that time, now a husband) were rushed to leave Britain for good, the places that we came across we wanted to visit at last to conclude our life in Europe were, the Scandinavian peninsula.
Sweden, Finland, Denmark.
We took a flight in the early morning to Stockholm where the winter visited earlier than London.
Cold air and sharp sunshine were refreshing to wake up our sleepy eyes.
As always, literally my face was glued to the bakery windows, shown their glamorous baked goodies.
The very popular swedish buns with such irresistible fragrant of cinnamon and cardamons from every corner of the town.
A perfect accompany of the morning walk to the park in the Stockholm's chilly Autumn morning.
3 years later, the smell is from my oven in Japan.
Kardemummabulla.
The base is enriched sweet dough, and mixed well with generous amount of pounded cardamons.
I rolled up blueberries and deseeded plum as an extra excitement which oozing out on the tray.
Who can resist these gorgeous sweet buns?
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