Sterotypes exist for a reason. Well, for the most part they’re unfounded generalizations, but every once in a while they’re really, honestly spot on. Returning from Lebanon, I decided to take a breather and stop through Sweden to visit friends and celebrate Midsummer. Having never been there before, I had visions of blond-haired, blue-eyed, black licorice-loving, hockey fans sporting clogs. Turns out I not only came across all of those things, but also came across a bizarre marriage of black licorice and hockey in my Swedish friend’s favorite ice cream treat. It’s not quite as tasty as I’d hoped but certainly wins points for novelty.