Since I moved to Stockholm, I try to follow a self-imposed rule which is "Saturdays are for discoveries", because this city neve ceases to amaze me and, after almost two years living here, I still discover beautiful places I never heard of before.
That's the case of Gamla Orangeriet, a café located in the botanic garden of Stockholm. We found it accidentally in one of our Saturday walks around Bergianska Trädgården and, since then, it's one of my favorites.
At the end, is this feeling of the unknown which keeps me sticked to waking up on a Saturday morning, grabbing my coat and leaving home. And how wouldn't it be if at the end of the journey there's a café in a greenhouse waiting for me?