The quirky Frog & Toad shop on Hope Street carries a variety of these funny metal creatures. This lobster on ice is an especially good one for New England.
Most weeks when I am in Providence, I volunteer at Dorcas International Tuesday morning and at the Genesis Center Tuesday afternoon. Last week, because Dorcas was doing its standardized testing, I had the morning off and decided to stop in at the Swedish-themed shop called Café Choklad and then at the nearby Rhode Island School of Design Museum. Here are a few photos of that morning and another day of Providence wandering.
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It is interesting to learn what is perceived as Swedish. I love your shadows.
Do you remember when we went to Cafe Choklad? As I recall, we did find one person to speak Swedish to us.
I’d love to go to the RISD museum–they’ve got a great reputation!
They have quite a range of exhibits. I love the impressionist, classical, and modern art pieces, but something like the drag queen video is fun, too.
Sadly, when I visited Providence a few years ago the RISD museum was closed that weekend. Thanks for sharing these photos and giving me a glimpse.
Hope you catch it another time. Here’s the current exhibition: https://risdmuseum.org/exhibitions-events/exhibitions
I just spent nearly five months in Rhode Island (spring 2019) to take care of some family issues. I went to the RISD Museum, which I always loved, and Cafe Choklad. The cafe was very relaxed and quiet with good coffee. On another day I saw three real Swedes coming out of the cafe — likely a student with her two parents — so I guess it attracted them. I also hit Dave’s Coffee further down South Main Street, a nice place for a dark roast; plus the Coffee Exchange on Wickenden Street. I live in Texas but really came to appreciate Providence again during my stay. The giant mural of the modern Narragansett tribe member nearby is a can’t-miss thing to see and photograph.
Good to hear. I will tell my son-in-law you saw three real Swedes there. He is a real Swede, too.
I was looking for the “Swedish pink cookies” of my youth but did not find them. In the 1960’s my Dad used to bring them home from the Swedish bakery in Cranston, RI. I still remember them to this very day. Providence and Worcester MA had large Swedish-American communities, though not any more.