Sockerbit

True confessions time: these days, our hearts belong to Scandinavia. Our love affair with the sparse, polite region began with Alexander Skarsgård, our favorite part of True Blood, then intensified through a recent lunch at Vandaag, the minamlist bakery/restauarnt in the East Village devoted to innovative interpretations of North Europe's standard fare (more on this soon). And now, to put us way, way over the edge: an addiction to the marshmallows sold at Sockerbit, a West Village candy store that gets its goodies from Sweden. The chocolates, including coconut-covered caramels and marzipan, were fine; the pretty, flavorful gummies, the salty-sweet licorice, and the fluffy, cherry-kissed marshmallows, truly wonderful. We'd write more, but our hands are otherwise occupied.      

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