I only THOUGHT I had eaten strawberries before. I hadn't. These small extremely sweet berries are a staple of my Norwegian diet. I eat them morning noon and night.
You like them too. You told me with your mouth full of berries and a ring of red around your muzzle.
We had sandwiches from godt brod bakery. I wanted to try all the spreads I'd never seen. So I did. Some were spicy and … um… holy hell it was g o o d. You grabbed my other half before I could stop you. Norwegian cheese, pepper ham, all that. I'm getting another one today. This time you'll have your own.
Every lunch needs a pastry to be complete. More on these later!
Have you ever fantasized about what the cheese of a marriage between cheddar and caramel would taste like? I have.
This is it!
With fresh Norwegian sourdough-like bread only heavier and better than regular sourdough.
Let's call this our early evening snack.
Here we have a quick bite before paper shopping. You point and the nice young fellow prepares it while you wait. It might not look good but it tasted v.v. good. Better because we ate it outside in the warm sunshine watching the sea slap against the wooden wharf and tumble the boats around.
…while consulting fjord map.
Tomorrow I'm taking you out to see the skerries. Further west along the coast. By boat of course. Hold your horses and you'll find out what skerries are tomorrow.
skerries & berries & cherries. Yes please.
dinner of bacalou – dried salted cod dish.
a beer a day while journaling. Who knew I was a beer drinker? Not me.
You learn things about yourself when you travel.
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