Yes! We have succumbed to the siren song of the new Cascade Station IKEA. Went there this morning for a fine and tasty and unbelievably cheap cafe breakfast (eggs/bacon/potatoes 99 cents; beat THAT, Denny’s! Or, better yet: meatballs, glorious meatballs. With lingonberries, mmmm.). Shopped for various household and Kampmobil necessities (the nouns in the title of this post among them).
And as a result, I’ve been spending all day speaking faux-Swedish (‘scuse me, förfalska svenska). In all caps, like this: "Fisher, get off that MOHLENGRUNER. Give your brother back his ARDIPLÖ. My RÅGDMEL is full of SÄGSSANNER."
Jim did his best to dissuade me, but I still managed to leave with an absolutely adorable bottle opener, can opener and measuring cups in matching red/black plastic. For the Kampmobil, you know. Sadly, they were from the prosaically-named CHARM collection and not from anything fun like RIVEN OST or BESLUTSFATTARE (look ’em up).
Red Molly Cooks 
That place is addicting isn’t it? I wish we had one closer…but hubby’s happy it’s not! 😉
What? “An absolutely adorable bottle opener” and no accompanying picture??
Holy crap, it’s open?? Time to grab the kids, head up the freeway, and drain the bank account! Love Sweden, love their cheap furniture!
My boys went into repeated fits of giggles over the names when we visited last week. How far away did they make you park (or did you have the good sense to go by MAX)?
Well, anyone knows that a well-designed and affordable can opener is like the air we breathe. I simply could not live without mine, as you know.
My IKEA PS and HANNES and the HORTEN and BAeSTIS agree with your assessments. Although I don’t know what I will order next now that the meatballs are off-milits to me. The mac-n-cheese is quite good, really.
Riven Ost indeed! I think I have a new favorite word.