Look at these hipsters at this edgy Stockholm cafe:

Wait, something is a little different about this cafe. Actually, there is a lot different.

Baby carrots? BABY CARROTS? I’m from America, Stockholm McDonalds employees with your perfect English. We’re lucky they don’t give us a deep fried block of fat with our meal. Oh, wait, the fries. My Swedish Big Mac, tasted like the Big Mac I had a couple of weeks ago in South Street Seaport, but the carrots, were, kind of, um, unbelievable. And, I got a Ramlosa to drink with it, aka a spring water.

The Golden Arches, there where you need them.

Of course, there is always the suck nearby:

But this I thought just looked really Swedish. Or, as my friend put it “yeah, Europe.” Yeah, I guess it is Europe, after all.