Huh, I’m surprised that so many people in the thread don’t like raspeball. I am not native, but my partner is and his grandma makes the most delicious raspeball. The whole family looks forward to it every year, they eat it a few days after Christmas. Too salty and cardboard sounds like it was badly made.

The way the dog’s eyes are blocked out by cucumber slices and its posture give me Weekend at Bernie’s vibes, I’m so sorry 🙈

Yeah, in Scandinavia you just say “you” or use a person’s name when referring to somebody else. Or their job title if it fits the context. You can really feel that you’re not “below” anybody, we all deserve the same level of respect and the language reflects that. Additionally, you don’t need to guess anybody’s gender if you’re not sure, avoids uncomfortable situations.

My best effort explanation: Z-ah-i-on-ts, “i” as in “fit”.

I love the detail with the small leak from the pipe going through the wall and into the tub

Shrek 2.