o lutefisk, o lutefisk, how fragrant your aroma
Loved this story. Your description of the fish made me laugh. And I loved the ending. I could see the smile on the waitress and how it reflected your grandmother back to you.
This was amazing Sam - and thank you for warning me to stay away from lutefisk forever!
Such a charming story. My husband grew up in Minneapolis and I have heard horror tales of Lutefisk by way of the Norwegian side of his family. I'm glad you had a tasty meal on your trip to Norway!
Oh! I believe your grandma must have been my mine! I, too, remember the aromas wafting through house, the attempt to wash the palate with melted butter and mysteriously white "gravy." We did our duty and survived on Swedish meatballs and hoped we'd find the almond in the rice pudding.
Wonderful story, Sam. I survived similar in central Minnesota.
Amazing story, Sam. Didn’t know you were Norwegian. Funnily enough, Romanians have our own lutefisk, a mass of jell-o filled with bits of pork and other kinds of meat called piftie, which smells awfully garlicky. We always make fun of that dish, but thankfully nobody ever forced me to eat it. I only have a vague idea of how it tastes, and I’d like it to remain that way
An absolute delight of a story, Sam. Lutefisk on the menu is like Proust’s madeleine moistened in tea, summoning a whole world of childhood memories via a fish dish that sounds detestable yet hilarious, with a beloved grandparent at its center. I think there must be many dishes that almost everyone hates but continue to be served because they’re central to a beloved tradition. Of course that sparks some memories of my own!
It never matters how much people complain about traditional dishes like this, it always makes me want to try them. Sort of the gastronomic "wow this really stinks, smell this" effect.
Norway always has some of the best scenery, when I was on exchange, i was planning to go hike in the Fjords but didn't get the chance to do it. When I was in Sweden though there was a disgusting herring, that they had called Surstromming, I never had it, but the rumors that I've heard scared me from trying it. Is it similar to Lutefisk. Has Nick tried Lutefisk before, if he did what was his reaction?
You are a wonderful storyteller!
So sweet and beautiful and fun. I loved reading about you and your grandmother and the lutefisk. Oh the ties that forever bind us!
This is so sweet! Your grandma sounds delightful; maybe it was worth it to choke down the lutefisk to make her happy. And I'm glad you found some Norwegian food you like! I had some friends who lived in Bergen for 9 years. They were grad students, so I guess they couldn't afford to eat out much, but they said the food was unbearably bland. The highlight of their culinary life was when some tall ships -- yes, tall ships from the 18th century -- pulled into the harbor, bringing foreign cheeses.
This is so wonderful, funny, and relatable. Beautiful Christmas writing xx
Awwww Sam, love everything about this. You are a delight