Circa 1970, a pub opened in the student housing area Klosters fälad. At the time, the interior must have been very fashionable: Dark painted bricks on the walls, dark clinker slabs on the floor, deep orange and wine-red wooden ceiling. The furnishing was rustic, mainly in dark wood and leather. The kitchen served that brand new Italian informal food "pizza".
Since then, nothing seems to have changed: The beer-brand-stickers, the comic strips on the notice board, the collection of exotic beer glasses, the faded psychedelic posters from art galleries, the background music. Everything seems like the time stopped in1973. Fascinating!
The beer assortment focuses more on quality and variation than quantity. Imports (many of the unique in Scandinavia) from Denmark, Belgium, Germany, Great Britain, the US and Canada complements the Swedish micro- and macro-brewed beers. All at lower prices than I expect in a Swedish beer bar.
Pizzas are still served. During the last few years, I have heard stuff like "Vildanden? Great beers. So-so food". But recently the kitchen staff was replaced, I learned, and the Parma ham pizza I ate was a good meal.
The atmosphere is very informal and relaxed. The guests are a mixture of trendy female students, geeks of all sorts, middle-aged beer aficionados, family gatherings and people just dropping by for a take-away pizza.
A hidden gem in a dull concrete suburb: Recommended.
Vildanden or the Wild Duck in English is probably one of the best kept European beer secrets north of Germany. It's basically an anonymous pizza place on the ground floor of a student housing area in Klosters Fälad on the outskirts of Lund, a university town much like Oxford or Cambridge in the UK, with around 40 000 students. Vildandens exterior is anonymous, only a couple of small neon signs in the window gives it away. But inside awaits an amazing and excellent selection of beer, usually between 150-200 kinds to choose from Many of them are imported especially to Vildanden by it's beer obsessed owner and college drop-out, Marian Gorecki, and not available anywhere else in Sweden. On top of this the prices are very moderate. Gather round, beer pilgrims!
The crude interior is virtually unchanged since 1969. Concrete walls painted green and red with bundles of bamboo sticks nailed to it here and there, brown tiles on the floor (easy to mop!) and small copper lamps hanging from the ceiling. The furniture consists of non-descript tables and chairs with a couple of desintegrating groups of easy chairs. The springs in them are so worn down that if you sink too deep you are stuck for the night. In the windows a few neglected green plants gather dust. Come to think of it, it may very well be a time capsule from East Germany before 1989.
There is a pool table in one end and a dart board in the other. Activity cravers can also choose between two pinnball machines: Star Trek TNG and Elviras Favorite Stiff (!). The CD changer turns out the eternal 60/70s rock mix (I have not been there once without having to listen to Maggie May) intercepted by occasional blares of Theme from Star Trek. The bar and the kitchen is staffed by students, amazingly up to date with beerology.
Needless to say, Vildanden is a great place. The artmosphere is extremely laid-back. The usual crowd is a mix between students looking for cheap grub and initiated beer connaisseurs. Its also a place where families come to dine out. The supply of beer is so vast that signboards, cardboards and blackboards listing the various beers crowd in the area around the bar. Just to read them takes fifteen minutes. Crown of the collection is all the Trappists.