Yesterday (Saturday) I paid tribute to my Norwegian heritage (dad's side) and went to a Lutefisk dinner at a Lutheran Church in nearby Ashippun.
Carrie had heard about this event a few weeks back so it's been on the calendar since. Carrie, Casey, a visiting friend and I headed over hill and dale to the farm country of rural Ashippun to find St. Olaf's Lutheran Church, cleverly located on Highway O.
AS advertised, it was a traditional lutefisk dinner--lutefisk (of course), rutabagga, potatoes, Swedish meatballs, melted butter, lefse, sugar and Scandianvian pastries. Oh, and how could I forget--Jello (I don't think that's traditional Norwegian, but it shows up often at these meals. My guess is to add a bit of color to a sea of white.
I took a requisite serving of Lutefisk (1/2-3/4 cup or so) and enjoyed the rest of the meal. Either Lutefisk is getting milder, perhaps through global warming, or I'm getting more used to it.
For those of you who have not had the cultural experience, Luteffisk is cod, preserved in Lye, by tradition. Of course the lye is soaked off by the time we eat it, but the fish is very pale, gelatinous and jiggly.
Today I think I'll have something more American--tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwich. But, I could go for some lefse!
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