Last week, A was given the assignment to choose a food that is important in her culture. It brought back memories of lefse at Christmas. It's a fond memory. It was a happy time. It's one of the reasons that Christmas is my favorite holiday. The scents. The sounds. I looked forward to it all year. Lately I have been struggling with finding the happiness of the season. Perhaps it's that I've let life get to me. Or maybe it's hard because I'm thousands of miles away from family. Whatever the reason, it's been hard for me. Sad. Lonely, but not lonely. I realize that's a contradiction of terms but it's truth.
So, when she brought this assignment home, I knew immediately what I wanted to do. Lefse! It's the first thing I think of when I think of my Norwegian heritage. And lutefisk. No way am I making lutefisk, though! The first place that I searched for a recipe is AllRecipes. Surprisingly, there were very few lefse recipes. In the interest of saving time, I found one that was a flour base rather than a potato base. I don't have a potato ricer, either, which would have made it easier I'm sure. The recipe was a success, and it was similar to potato lefse, but different. More importantly, we were making memories together.
I'm looking forward to going to the Culture Cafeteria!
