Now, back to Sweden… and meatballs

It was Fat City blogger Owen Morris, writing today about a Swedish newspaper’s article that mentioned — among other things — Pitch writer Alan Scherstuhl, his cat, green Jell-O salad and big fat Rush Limbaugh that jolted my memory.

Last Friday, on KCUR-FM’s Walt Bodine Show, when the discussion finally veered away from Valentine’s Day versus Halloween (go to the link, it’s just too weird to explain logically), one of the show’s listeners called in with three very specific requests. First, he wanted to know the name of a restaurant in the Kansac City area that served Swedish meatballs. I wanted to tell the guy to crash practically any wedding reception — they’re almost a fixture on a first-class buffet table! But I held my tongue. Any answers for this question, Fat City readers?

The same caller wanted to know if there was a local restaurant that served good Hungarian goulash. The rest of the panel looked blank, but I remembered that bubbly Hungarian meatball George Detsios, former owner of George’s Cheese & Sausage Shop on the Country Club Plaza — we’re talking a long time ago, now — serves his signature Hungarian dishes at Grinders (417 E. 18th Street). But only on Monday nights.

I called Grinders to find out what George was preparing tonight and the harried young lady who answered the phone said, “I don’t know. It’s either goulash or Chicken Paprika.”

Anyone else know of other possible goulash joints in town?

The last question — same caller — was where to find beef stroganoff. I suggested any decent cafeteria or buffet in town. I can’t think of any other venue that sells this dish (which is so easy and cheap to make at home in that neglected Crock Pot). Can you?