I had a special treat for Christmas this year; a few packages of lefse from my aunt. There is none to be found here, south and east of the Mississippi/Missouri Rivers, as there are not too many of northern European descent who live here. It was the first lefse that I'd eaten for maybe 23 years, when I left the land of my grandmothers who were still baking it on their large, round stove top ovens. Lot's a' lefse comes from lot's a' potatoes. I ate mine rolled up with a little butter, and a little sugar. Some like it without the sugar. Here's a dialogue with my aunt who gives a little more insight into this tastey treat:
- It is Norweigian (sp) brain food. Obviously not all Norskies ate it..
- me - "i tink dat da ludafisk is da reel brane food; lefse is the sweet placebo! I et lotsa lefse but none ludafisk"
- ha>>I tink you be rite.>>
Thank you to my aunt for this special Christmas gift!
