Ikea Swedish Meatballs

A few weeks ago (I am that behind in posts), my boyfriend and I were shopping at Ikea. I was on a decorating high and was able to ignore the hundreds of rugrats (and their preoccupied parents), stupid cart pushers, and just overall mayhem that is what makes Ikea one of the least fun weekend trips. (Seriously, the weekend crowd at Ikea makes Target’s on Sunday look deserted in comparison). My boyfriend was very reluctant to be there. In fact, he felt tricked into it because I had not mentioned the idea of Ikea until we were already in Burbank. It wasn’t just the environment that frustrated him, but it was more of me. I had no clue what exactly I was looking for - I could come up with no name nor were my descriptions elaborate. At one point, my boyfriend told me “I don’t think they make what you want….anywhere.” I did not give up though and found something resembling my drawer concept. More on that later….

One of the reasons I got my boyfriend to turn into the Ikea parking lot was with one sentence: “If we go to Ikea I will buy you lunch… at Ikea.” It worked. My boyfriend’s food tastes are not similar to mine in anyway. Only he would be persuaded by the idea of ordering food cafeteria style. This is no surprise to me though considering Koo Koo Roo is always a dinner option he pushes (and always an option I veto). So we fought our way through the high traffic showrooms to the cafe. First thought: Kind of gross. Second thought: At least it’s cheap. We got our plastic trays and stood in line. Although the pre-made food was in neat Ikea compartments, the shrink wrapped food was not enticing enough for me to touch or really look at for very long. We moved on towards the “lunch ladies” to order our meatballs. My boyfriend opted against ordering the gravy, and I applaud him on that decision because the gravy looked nasty. In the end, this is what we were given. I think the flag is a cute touch, albeit very wasteful.

Perfectly bite sized. A wonderful combination of savory bread and meat. Although I was only allowed to have 2 meatballs from his plate, I found them delicious. The potatoes were not so bad either. So, if you’re hungry at Ikea or have a grumpy boyfriend at Ikea, check out the meatballs. I don’t know about the frozen ones though. I kind of think you should keep the Ikea meatballs at Ikea.

(Sadly, I didn’t get the $1 frozen yogurt cone on the way out because the line was ridiculous.)

Ikea
600 N. San Fernando Blvd.
Burbank, CA 91502
(818) 842-4532