In honor of Independence Day I'm lightening up this blog with some pics and sweeter content. Naturally this means food, food, food, and in Norway that usually means fish. But not today. Dessert is on the menu along with the enigmatic popularity of TGI Friday's. Let's get straight to the pics.
Rømmegrøt: imagine a world where gravy is sweet, where it has a Greek yogurt twang not unlike a Spanish guitarist plucking your tastebuds rhythmically. Boom, a cloud of cinnamon-sugar redefines "Pompeii," and that soothing, salty lake of butter says, "Hei. Velkommen." Norwegians know their porridge, and what an epicurean overload to taste the simplicity of boiled milk, flour, and sour cream.
Norwegian Strawberries: it's what you get when you combine a flash-pan growing season with midnight sun in a country where 3% of the land is arable. These flavorful treats make us consider the true meaning of the phrase "from concentrate." These are the original Gushers, and if you can get 'em eat 'em as soon as you can. They go quickly, but occasionally you'll find a few in the forest looking back at you wildly. Must eat with blocks of velvety vanilla ice cream.
Finally, in honor of my brother Joseph who is the biggest fan of Guy Fieri's culinary expertise, "Holy guacamole look at that patio!" For some reason every TGIF in Oslo (yeah, there's multiple) has lines that make them wanna "shut the front door." For an American trying to discover his identity abroad, it's more than a curiosity. But for the average Norwegian, dining out is not in the daily routine. With prices this big, it's no wonder why Guy's surprise portions and over-the-top cheese combos might attract a better bang for your kroner. Still, whether you're a fan or not, two TGIFs in three blocks in Oslo is like seeing mackerel and tomato sauce at a Ruby Tuesday. Strange, but intriguing...
Some other culinary delicacies here in Norway have been cured lamb, brown cheese (caramel heaven), and the humble popularity of packing your lunch. In any case, a happy Fourth of July to everyone stateside. More to come, more to come.
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| (L-R) Rømmegrøt, strawberries, and a street shot from downtown Oslo. |
Norwegian Strawberries: it's what you get when you combine a flash-pan growing season with midnight sun in a country where 3% of the land is arable. These flavorful treats make us consider the true meaning of the phrase "from concentrate." These are the original Gushers, and if you can get 'em eat 'em as soon as you can. They go quickly, but occasionally you'll find a few in the forest looking back at you wildly. Must eat with blocks of velvety vanilla ice cream.
Finally, in honor of my brother Joseph who is the biggest fan of Guy Fieri's culinary expertise, "Holy guacamole look at that patio!" For some reason every TGIF in Oslo (yeah, there's multiple) has lines that make them wanna "shut the front door." For an American trying to discover his identity abroad, it's more than a curiosity. But for the average Norwegian, dining out is not in the daily routine. With prices this big, it's no wonder why Guy's surprise portions and over-the-top cheese combos might attract a better bang for your kroner. Still, whether you're a fan or not, two TGIFs in three blocks in Oslo is like seeing mackerel and tomato sauce at a Ruby Tuesday. Strange, but intriguing...
Some other culinary delicacies here in Norway have been cured lamb, brown cheese (caramel heaven), and the humble popularity of packing your lunch. In any case, a happy Fourth of July to everyone stateside. More to come, more to come.
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