Posted on September 11, 2008 by writinggb
Dear Grandma,
I miss you. Lately these flashes of memories keep intruding on my day.
Your laugh. You looked so regal, so classy. But your laugh was down home, real folk, spilling out of you whenever the smallest opportunity for mirth arose. How much we laughed, working on your book, our book. Every Sunday night when I [...]
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Posted on August 8, 2008 by writinggb
Wish I could put up the photos I took of the relatives, but I do not have their permission, so I’m sticking to scenes of great natural or urban beauty/interest and strangers, who are in my picture by virtue of being in the right place at the right time. For now, I’m [...]
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Posted on July 29, 2008 by writinggb
The Adelphi? No, that old rundown hotel was blaring Barry Manilow as we walked into the ballroom to enjoy a lovely afternoon tea. The desk clerk had confirmed that they served until four o’clock, so we had hustled up from our Mersey Ferry ride to the Adelphi and arrived at 3:30 expecting a [...]
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Posted on July 23, 2008 by writinggb
We arrived in Newcastle, in the northeast of England, on Monday morning and disembarked from our ship, The Queen of Scandinavia. What we didn’t know was that we were not actually in Newcastle and had to catch one of the DFDS Seaways buses to the city. Having waited until the majority of people left the [...]
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Posted on July 22, 2008 by writinggb
Sorry that I’ve been off-line for a while, folks. Odd that it’s been harder to get internet in Scandinavia than in Peru…. Anyway, here’s a recap on the last part of the Scandinavian portion of my trip. Tomorrow I’ll post on the UK part.
TRONDHEIM: Discovered a few key things of use there for my book.
(1) [...]
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Posted on July 16, 2008 by writinggb
Lefse That Is Not Lefse, Rommegrot That Is Not Rommegrot, and
Grandma’s Stinky Cheese
Today I learned a lot about Norwegan food, mostly how everything I
thought I knew about it was wrong. Or at least not quite right. We
had a chance to visit again with my oldest relative in Norway,
Kristianna, and I asked her a [...]
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Posted on July 16, 2008 by writinggb
The coastline of northern Norway rises jagged from the sea in sheer
granite cliffs. Small villages cling to the only arable land, a few
acres of soil at the base of these mountains between the rocks and
waters of the sea. At this time of year, the residents rejoice in an
abundance of wildflowers and a vivid green [...]
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Posted on July 13, 2008 by writinggb
Blood rains from the cloudy web on the broad loom of slaughter. The web of man, grey as armour, is now being woven; The Valkyries will cross it with a crimson weft.
Okay, not my words! This comes from the Great Icelandic work, Njal’s Saga, written around 1200 AD. But I thought I’d start with it [...]
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Posted on July 13, 2008 by writinggb
They stood on the platform at Herrljunga, laden with their heavy luggage, surrounded by relatives who had come to see them off. A hopeful turn to the conversation at one point: ‘I hope you will find what you are looking for.’ At another moment tears: ‘I hope we will see you again some day.’ Then [...]
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Posted on July 11, 2008 by writinggb
At dinner tonight, at yet another cousin’s house, we ate Swedish smörgasbord, complete with herring with mustard sauce, herring with tomato sauce, and regular pickled herring with spices, and, of course, Swedish meatballs, potatoes, ‘house cheese,’ and crackers. I tried everything. Very proud of that. Not the herring type. But surprised myself with liking the [...]
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