Maja Lindqvist
Everything this author has written, newest first.
15 stories
The flower stall by the bakery
I go for bread and leave with tulips. The baker knows and has stopped laughing.
Vegetables I cannot name
The new shop by the school sells things I have never cooked. I buy one each week.
A tablet that lives in the kitchen
It has flour in the charging port and a recipe open from last March.
Salmon on a weeknight
Twelve minutes in the oven while the potatoes finish. Dinner that looks like effort.
The coffee machine we argue about
It cost too much. It makes good coffee. Both things are true every morning.
Friday pizza from the oven we have
No stone, no wood fire, just a home oven at full heat and a tray turned upside down.
Leeks from the Saturday market
The farmer's stall has dirt on everything. That is how you know.
Soup that started as leftovers
Half a pumpkin, a can of tomatoes, and a chilli that had been in the fridge door since summer.
A cutting in a jar of water
My neighbour handed me a broken branch and said it would root. It did.