I think I officially became an Ingebrigtsen last night. Erik and his siblings have been requesting a TRUE Norwegian dinner that their grandma used to make. I'm so sad that both of his grandparents passed away before I could meet them, but they left a lot of Norwegian tradition and pride behind with their posterity. One of those traditions was the meal we shared last night with a VERY specific menu, which consisted of:
Kjottkaker (meat cakes)
Boiled Potatoes (with gravey or melted butter)
Peas (affectionately called "bullets" by Frank's family)
Mac and Cheese (this was an addition for their grandchildren, once they came to America)
Norwegian waffles for dessert
I must say it was delicious! And it was so fun to learn more about their Norwegian traditions and Frank's family. I love my new last name and the flavor it's added to my life :)
We also all dressed the part. Erik's grandma made all of these sweaters, which I think is amazing!
I loved hearing more about Frank's family and the country of Norway. I hope I can see it myself one day, I've heard it's one of the most beautiful places on earth.
So, here's to TRADITION! Thank you Barb and Frank for the cultural experience and delicious food.