Och varför översätts Skellefteå till Mildura? Någon lustigkurre som föreslagit en bättre översättning?

magine being in any hurry wrap up a simple but good dessert on raspberries, blackberries, blueberries and currants accompanied by a Turkish yogurt. Imagine familjeidyllen, everyone is at home and everything is fine, the child is wearing all over the face and hands and it is only jättegott and genomtrevligt but in the end, it is still time to lay the table. There is little berries left on her plate. Imagine that you are taking a different stage than the one you just for having, a spoon heaped with acidified milk product as before avdukningen stood up in the box and were used to serve with. You lass to bear so much that can fit into the already full stages and for the devout to the mouth. You thinking a little skamset ”Åh ‘no’ now I am beginning to become a tub in which hushållsgrisförälder who eat their children’s leftovers.”
Imagine then how the anticipated pleasure förbyts in amazement that becomes distorted disgust when you realize that – no there is nothing wrong with the milk product, it is something else, it is not rancid, it is just that it tastes quite wrong .. . for it is vitlökscremefraiche. überpikant.