Günters Korvar

Little stand located in a posh part of town. The guy running the joint supposedly speaks ‘very little English’, (run by a Turk owner) and the sausages have zero descriptions in English on the menu so you’re kinda screwed if you don’t understand Swedish. The spicy Kabanoss were delicious. You could get the bread stuffed with some sort of tapenade-​ish spread and sauerkraut + sauces which just add so much flavor. Recommend grabbing a dog in Stockholm at any sausage stand you see.
This particular khiar takes credit cards. Costs 70 Kroner for a double dog for some reason he was trying to charge us 75. He ended up giving it to us for 70 (as listed on their menu) while insulting us saying «I understand, you have no money». Thought you barely spoke English, pezevenk!

Don’t let 24 reviews fool you. Not many people Unilocal in Europe. But the stars are correct, this place is legit. And this is coming from a guy that rarely eats meat, let alone processed food. Passed down to the owner (and grill master) from his Kurdish father, this place always has a line outside it. Always. The sausages are quality, and the sauces spicy. He knows exactly how to make it, so if there’s anything you don’t like just let him know. Not a fan of sauerkraut, then don’t get it. Damn my mouth is watering just writing this review.

I waited in line for 20 minutes for this sausage. So worth it. I hate to objectify food, but this was one fine piece of meat. Gunter runs a dope booth a quick walk from maintown Stockholm, slinging 25 different types of ground, blended, meat tube perfection. The Stockholm youth were lined down the street to grab this cheap delicacy. I got Gunter’s hometown favorite, the Kabanoss, and I made it double to ensure I got the full experience. It’s a dense, flavorful, spicy, herbal blend of fine Eastern European meats. The consistency and mouthfeel is ideal: no bite obstructions by fats or byproducts in this sausage. On the contrary, the skin beautifully snaps under just the right amount of jaw pressure, releasing a joyous cacophony reminiscent of Budapest’s outdoor spice bazaars. The sausages are embraced by the perfect depth of crispy baguette, garlicky and herbal aromatic spice blend, along with some sauerkraut to add to the digestive quality of this exotic and heartwarming street food. If only I lived closer.

Been here plenty of times — most def one of my favourite hot dog joints in the world. Their thüringer is to die for!

Probably the best sausages in the world. Only problem is that they are closed evenings and Sundays. Always a 15 minute wait for lunches, but trust me, it’s worth it. Make sure you get all the sauces and sauerkraut in your bun. Also goes well with a Pucko chocolate drink.

Excellent. Worth the wait. People start to get tense as they approach the sausage hut – because sometimes they’ve been waiting a long time. But the mood lightens as soon as they order. I waited 30 minutes on my beautiful fall Saturday. It’s not the absolute best I’ve ever had (Andersen Bakery in Tivoli, Copenhagen, Old Town Salzburg sausage cart, and the just opened Hairy Pig in Old Town Stockholm hold top spots).
Be prepared to pick out which sausage you’d like and maybe have a backup sausage, just in case they are sold out of the one you think you want.
A lot of reviewers mentioned Torsien or Thorsien (bottom, second from left of their menu poster). That was great, thick, and juicy.
I wanted the chorizo, but it was sold out. Fortunately, I had a backup ready: the cabaneros which is a longer skinnier sausage folded double to fit into the baguette. It was not as legendarily good like the Tursien (i’m going to spell it this way now to be safe).
The fellow working there spoke a wee bit of English – and certainly everyone in line did. If you say yes to everything he says, it seems the sausage will automatically come:
–grilled on a press
–stuffed in baguette roll (slightly chewy for french standards)
–stuffed with saurkraut (pretty darn good)
–with mustard (called senap), but no ketchup unless you ask
–with chimichurri, and
–with a hot sauce
Dare I say one korv was a bit too big even for me to comfortably finish? But I did so anyway, under the justification of food tourism. Hey, a huge gym steroidal viking guy was eating one, and he was not going so fast on it either. The line is pretty much all male. Like going to a NFL game. Eventually I saw two women in line who were pregnant (with their husbands), and no one let them cut. So, it’s a very male friendly line, shall we say.
Even in Stockholm, in the neighborhood, bemused passebys would smile at the people in line and sometimes point and wonder.
Two korvs, one can soda, one chocolate bottled milk (blech) came out to ~140 SEK.

A friend recommended I come here for korv. Whoa, great recommendation!
I don’t remember which korv I got, but I got one of the pricier ones with the green sauce in the hollowed-​out bun. Tasty tasty tasty! They have a pretty good selection of sausages, like chorizo and what not. So it’s not just a basic hot dog.
Way better than the standard korv stands you see around the city. Can’t wait to go again!