If I had a dollar for every time Larsson wrote about his characters eating sandwiches or "Billy's Pan Pizza" (which I'm assuming is a VERY popular frozen pizza brand) or drinking coffee, I could afford Lisbeth Salander's 18-room apartment. 
 Aside from the overwhelming details about unimportant things - for example, it tickles me to know I have the same Malm dresser as Lisbeth, but I frankly don't give a damn what food she has in her refrigerator or every single item from IKEA she bought to furnish her apartment - Larsson has yet again done a terrific job building up the intrigue. It was difficult juggling the ten bajillion characters, and the story lags a bit when he stops to rehash the same old events from another character's point of view, but for the most part the story was well crafted and well paced, save for the first 100 pages, which were a bit tedious to get through.