One of my guilty pleasures is a plate of meatballs when visiting IKEA.
When visiting IKEA, I usually go after finishing work, when I work in Bristol. I am normally going to pick something specific up, sometimes it is to browse the displays for inspiration. I do pop into the restaurant, and sometimes there is a huge queue, so I go without my meatballs. However on a recent visit, the queue was virtually non-existent, so I went and ordered a plate of meatballs and fries.
I always have gravy and jam. As food, goes, I consider this Swedish fast food. It is, as I said, a guilty pleasure and after enjoying my meatballs I head off into the shop to pick up, finalise my purchases, and then wonder how I am going to fit it into the car.