I just got off the phone with Kevin, who is still in Norway. He mentioned that he tried lutefisk for the first time last night, and that it wasn't too bad. I guess the consistency is less like jello and more like a hard-boiled egg (does that really make it sound more appetizing?) and he actually kind of enjoyed it with some mustard. He also voluntarily ate rakfisk last night. Kevin is staying at the old inn owned by the company and raided the fridge--to me, this rakfisk/lutefisk combo sounded like the nastiest midnight snack EVER! Anyway, as I was making "eewww" and "gack" noises on the phone, he went on to tell me that he plans to eat more of the rakfisk tonight, because there is a lot of it left over at the inn and he doesn't want it to go bad. At this point I cracked up, because how can fish which has been fermenting in the ground for the past several months go bad? I mean, hasn't the rakfisk really gotten as awful as it's going to get?
Speaking of conversations with people who will apparently eat anything, let me share an insane chat I had with my mom:
My mom: I need to get a new alarm clock.
Me: Oh, did your old clock break?
My mom: No, but it was made in China.
Me: Um, okay, and why exactly is that a problem?
My mom: Haven't you heard about all the Chinese product recalls? There's lead in the paint!
Me: I think the recalls are just for kids' toys.
My mom: Well, if lead isn't good for kids, it's probably not good for me either.
Me: *blink, blink* Toys with lead-based paint are bad for kids because kids put their toys in their mouths. Unless you're planning to gnaw on your alarm clock, I think you'll be safe!
My mom: All the same, I think I would feel better if I had a new alarm clock.
Me: Ok, whatever you want to do. *sigh*
Note to self: never tell her that the walls in her 100 year old house are most likely coated in lead-based paint!
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Rakfisk is where I draw the line - it smells foul... My parents once made it themselves for Christmas before I was born; it sat in the fridge and reeked, and they named it "Lille ørre" (ørret being trout in Norwegian).
I do like lutefisk though, like once a year. The trick is to ladle on all the bizarre condiments people eat with it, since it doesn't really taste much by itself. The texture should be pretty firm, but can also be kinda sloppy (which indicates lower quality).
Having said that; boy am I enjoying American food as usual, and not to mention all the coffee joints and their sugarfree flavor shots. :)
Liz
Hahaha! That is a funny alarm clock story! Remember you posted one about your mom travelling with the clock and being worried about it ticking. Maybe it IS time for a new clock. :-)
Liz, are you in the U.S. right now? I really wish you had a blog too!
Victoria, wow, your memory is better than mine--you are right! She did have another alarm clock incident! I guess small household objects prove more difficult for some than others? Emily
Yup, I'm in LA, from Dec 4 - Dec 25. Loving the weather, although it is really cold for here...but still!
Liz
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