A Norwegian Dinner
Once upon a time… in a quarantined world, there lived a very bored girl who couldn’t think of anything fun to do. In desperation, she went to her mom for ideas.
“why not make a national dinner?” she suggested (paraphrased for article).
And so the bored girl did. She chose Italy. While she was researching Italian meal plans and whatnot, she happened to be working on some family history. Then she realized that she was not descended from any Italian (that she knew of), but she was 7% Norwegian and 22% Scandinavian. So why not make a Norwegian dinner?
She got to work, research what Norwegians ate for what course, and then found some recipes. After a lot of planning, it was time to cook.
She spent what felt like the entire day in the kitchen, working on preparing her four-course meal.
But it was all worth it when she sat down and took that first bite… it was heaven.
(Photos and recipes in the next post!)
“why not make a national dinner?” she suggested (paraphrased for article).
And so the bored girl did. She chose Italy. While she was researching Italian meal plans and whatnot, she happened to be working on some family history. Then she realized that she was not descended from any Italian (that she knew of), but she was 7% Norwegian and 22% Scandinavian. So why not make a Norwegian dinner?
She got to work, research what Norwegians ate for what course, and then found some recipes. After a lot of planning, it was time to cook.
She spent what felt like the entire day in the kitchen, working on preparing her four-course meal.
But it was all worth it when she sat down and took that first bite… it was heaven.
(Photos and recipes in the next post!)
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