This one is a classic in my childhood home, preferably served with warm garlic bread and crème fraiche. And if my father ever was late home from work we kids didn’t really think you should get any food if you were late… (why we, according to this logic, could eat his garlic bread). Of course my mother always saved some for him anyhow.

The Swedish translation of this heading isn't really Swedish at all by the way. And not a translation of the heading. It's a quote from the Norwegian tv-series "Skam" which is huge in Sweden right now and it means your body needs potatoes.