Non veni pacem mittere, sed gladium.
Nice horse/nice horse warmer
I have quite the collection of "Swedish Horses" in the kitchen as my grandmother through adoption was Swedish. My grandfather was Norwegian so that made for some lively conversations around the dinner table with them teasing each other about "10,000 Swedes were caught in the weeds, in the battle of old Copenhagen".
My dad's side is from Skåne and Blekinge. I find I like the taste of pickled herring. Must be some sort of genetic memory.