Story by María Solares
"It’s a hippier version of Rosendal’s Trädgarden", said Marta when she suggested paying a visit to Rosenhill. That was a no brainer. Laundry was changed to 7 am and all other plans were cancelled.
On Saturday around noon, we took a bus headed northwest, to Ekerö, a place far enough to get the feeling of escaping the city for a day. On the way, along with the changing landscape, we enjoyed our typical conversation. A bunch of tourists got off at Drottningholm Palace but we continued to Rosenhill, which may be far from royalty, but it is still a gem. A short walk lead to an open space where the presence of a red building dominated the scene of greenhouses and fields in full bloom.
This "traditional family farm" is also a café and a musteri. At the shop you can buy a fresh array of organic vegetables, along with some pantry staples such as honey, mustard or pickles.
After a long while picking flowers and choosing ingredients for our dinner, back home we were busy enjoying the fruits of our labour. Vegetables were slowly roasted in the oven, while kale was prepared and mixed with red onion pickles for a fantastic salad. The conversation kept going, and late at night we said goodbye with both our bellies and our hearts full.