On Friday, the last but one day of our week-long holiday to the Åland Islands we joined my family to celebrate a 75th Birthday by visiting a remote island restaurant, The Glada Laxen, near Kumlinge in Bärö. This restaurant belongs to a number of establishments listed in The Best of the Archipelago guide, so we had high expectations.
|Sailing in the Baltic|
|The car ferry dropping us off at Enklinge.|
|Inside the ferry isn’t exactly luxurious, but its clean and roomy.|
Once the ship dropped us off on the island of Enklinge, we did feel a little abandoned, but were soon picked up by the friendly owner of the Glada Laxen restaurant, Henrik.
|I could quite easily live here…though the commute to London might be a little tricky.|
|Our host and chauffeur.|
|First view of Bärö and the Glada Laxen|
Onboard Henrik’s motorboat we were quickly whisked off to Bärö, a former Finnish coastal guard station. The braver of us climbed the now redundant guard tower, an experience they said they’d rather not repeat.
|The top viewing platform had a slatted floor.|
|The view from the Bärö watch tower|
Because I was still recovering from my op, I stayed put on the sunny but windy terrace and began to study the menu at Glada Laxen.
|My seafood röra|
|Gravad (marinated) siik (whitefish)|
|Archipelago tapas including whitefish roe, dill marinated herring and smoked salmon.|
The other main course chosen by our party was lamb raised by Henrik himself. I don’t eat lamb – one of the few things I don’t like – but according to the Englishman it was delicious.
|The small kitchen at the Glada Laxen|
For pudding we had yet another traditional local dish: Ålands pannkaka.
|The Åland pancake was served with whipped cream and lightly stewed blueberries.|
When they found out the cause for our celebration, they promptly got up and sang ‘Ja må han leva’ – the birthday song in Swedish. After we’d chatted about the food for a bit, we suddenly realised we had acquaintances in common. One of the sailors had also studied at the same university as I did (although a good few years before me) and we knew some of the same tutors. ‘It’s a small world,’ commented the Swedish speaking Finn from Helsinki. ‘Or a small archipelago,’ I thought.
|This is definitely the best way to visit the Glada Laxen|
|Henrik delivering us back to Enklinge to catch the last ferry of the day back to Vårdö.|
The position in the middle of the beautiful Åland archipelago and the clean, fresh taste of the food at Glada Laxen receive top marks from me. Also the food wasn’t over salted, as is often the case nowadays in Finland and Sweden. However, I was a little disappointed in the surroundings: the terrace had seen better days. In a top restaurant people expect high quality furnishings as well as good food. White plastic flower pots and mis-matching, chipped chairs won’t do. The dining room inside too needed some investment; there were paper napkins, the glass-topped tables were easy to clean, I’m sure, but wouldn’t inspire a picky customer. The menu was good, short and not too pricey; but the cost at the end was the same one would pay in Mariehamn, Stockholm or Helsinki.
Would I visit Glada Laxen again? If I was sailing past, yes, if nothing but for the friendly, all-accomodating service and the excellent, fresh fish.
|Bye, bye Henrik and Glada Laxen|