I pulled open the drawer and took out a small iron wrapped in a clear, plastic bag. Blackened with grease. The signs of wear and tear. Perhaps overuse. Love. I found this particular iron, known as a krumkakejern, hidden underneath serving trays and bread baskets at the local charity shop. It was hard to tell what it was from just looking at it. And the plastic bag did not do it any justice. But once I realised what it was, a smile crept across my face and my eyes grew wide with that gitty excitement you get when you’ve discovered something wonderful & hidden. And while it was no longer precious to its first beholder, I brought it home and tucked it away gently, waiting for December to come around. When I could bring my krumkakejern back to life.
Category: Meal Type
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Far’s Traditional Pinnekjøtt (Lamb Ribs)
Pinnekjøtt. Salty. Rich. Chewy & tender. ‘Tis the season when the year’s hard work of rearing, raising, rounding up, & preserving culminates into a grand finale. For 1.7 million Norwegians, that means pinnekjøtt. And thanks to the lovely ladies at Rollag Stasjon, I got to indulge a little bit earlier this year. They prepare pinnekjøtt from the famous spælsau from Numedal (read more about Numedal). Spælsau has grazed more on scrubland, willow and herbs than other sheep breeds, which gives the meat a more wild feel. The meat has less fat and is well marbled. Raised & processed in Numedal, it is some of the best lamb you can get in Norway. (more…)
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Mollas’ Lefse
Grethe from Mollas Bakeri in Rollag, Norway, is as authentic as they come. For her, staying true to the old traditions of cooking lefse is the secret to what makes her products stand out. For a truly authentic lefse experience, you’ll need a takke (griddle) on hand, heated by a wood-fire. As this may be difficult for most, a large electric griddle will suffice – although, you won’t quite be able to replicate the charred freckles and earthy, smokey taste. Nonetheless, with a little hard work and patience, you’ll earn yourself one tasty treat which you can show off to all your family & friends.
For more about Grethe & her bakery, see this post. You can also watch a short video to see how she cooks lefse on her traditional takke.
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Wild Blueberry & Almond One-Pan Pancake (Blåbær og Mandel Pannekaker)
It’s the weekend. Which means we usually make a bigger effort with breakfast. And we take a little extra time to start the days. Not that we get to sleep in, mind you. Sleeping is not something my son has grasped the desire for…yet. I’m still hanging onto hope though. Daily. But nonetheless, we sip our coffee slower, hang out in our pj’s a bit longer and take the time to cook something a little extra special.
My son has an affinity for vafler and pannekaker (norwegian waffles and pancakes), among other things. And this morning it was his turn to pick breakfast. He also loves blueberries. Therefore, it was only natural he would request blueberry pancakes. Luckily for us, our freezer is full of frozen wild blueberries we picked in the summer. Oh, and it just so happened to be snowing the day before, so he also requested to go sledding outside.
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Smoked Trout Mousse (Røkt Ørret Mousse)
Numedal boasts some of the best fishing in Norway. And if you have ever tasted trout or salmon from this area, you would have to agree. Permit-holding, pole-bearing men, women and children head out during the season to collect their bounty. Some make it a weekend affair and hike to the tops of mountains to hidden lakes year after year. The freshly, caught fish cooked then and there is like eating melted butter. The rest, is saved for later – either frozen, smoked, or fermented.
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Potato & Shallot Latkes
There are a couple of things I know for certain. One of them is that my potato basket never runs out here. Never. It’s another one of those Nordic mysteries. Whenever I scour the fridge and pantry trying to decide what to make, they’re always there. Looking at me. With all their beady, little eyes – because sometimes I leave them there for a little too long. And sometimes I overlook them on the purpose. Not because I don’t love them. I do. But to eat traditionally in Norway means to eat a lot of potatoes. A lot of boiled potatoes. And while I do enjoy a traditional meal, I also relish the potato’s versatility.
So, after days of walking past my potato basket it hit me. Latkes. Those crispy potato cakes are a winter delight. And they must be buried in my subconscious right now from reading so many food magazines that feature them for Hanukkah. But it’s a curious thing why we don’t make them more often. Simple, made with basic ingredients (including those favorites, onions and potatoes) and a perfect alternative base for a medley of toppings. Hmmm. A base with something on top. Like an open sandwich. Or smørbrød. But made with potato. Sounds perfectly Norwegian to me.
