This brings back so many memories. I could never stomach the lutefisk, but the grandparents always had it for Christmas. It soaked outside before cooking because it was so stinky! You have described the texture to a T! Bible camp and Confirmation linger in my mind, as well. Old Pastor Leonardson bragged that he could write down all the books of the Bible faster than any confirmand and challenged us to do so. He probably never did that again, as I beat him! Ironically, I ended up marrying a Lutheran pastor, God rest his soul, although I don't think I met anyone's standards as a pastor's wife. I didn't make cookies or those beige casseroles, but I sure remember them. In North Dakota, it was all about various sweet "bars" and weak coffee, not suited to any Scandinavian. The grandparents always made good coffee and had skorpor (crispy cinnamon toast) with it.
This brings back so many memories. I could never stomach the lutefisk, but the grandparents always had it for Christmas. It soaked outside before cooking because it was so stinky! You have described the texture to a T! Bible camp and Confirmation linger in my mind, as well. Old Pastor Leonardson bragged that he could write down all the books of the Bible faster than any confirmand and challenged us to do so. He probably never did that again, as I beat him! Ironically, I ended up marrying a Lutheran pastor, God rest his soul, although I don't think I met anyone's standards as a pastor's wife. I didn't make cookies or those beige casseroles, but I sure remember them. In North Dakota, it was all about various sweet "bars" and weak coffee, not suited to any Scandinavian. The grandparents always made good coffee and had skorpor (crispy cinnamon toast) with it.
Great memories for sure!
12 kinds of beige casseroles—fabulous. I also had ark logistics concerns.
Right?