Torup Castle lies only 30 minutes from busy Malmö, yet is another world; modest in its pretension, yet fittingly (Sv: passande / avpassande)regal (Sv: kunglig / majestätisk [eng: majestic] Idiom: “fit for a King” = when someone has made a special effort for you, or a place is exceptional so, “The meal was fit for a King.” use discretely and purposively, can sound sarcastic otherwise.). It was home to Danish royalty, and considered a major Swedish gain, renovated in the 17th century it has almost a chateaû feel to it. The gardens have walnut trees, acacia, and wonderful yew hedges, but it is the beeches and very indigo Jones’ lawns - large, and rolling - that dominate. There is a deer park, and a dramatic moat. In typical Swedish fashion the coffee rotunda, itself an architectural gem and former hunting lodge, is run very slowly by a very modest and archaic worker. Not a hint of customer training skills here (and I will blog some thoughts on this subject next week) - just plain service, and three choices of sandwich (cheese, ham, and creatively, ham & cheese). He makes an excellent hot chocolate. We sat out in the brisk air enjoying the lack of speed and fuss, cold on the outside and warm on the inside.