"I'll love you, dear, I'll love you till China and Africa meet and the river jumps over the mountain and the salmon sing in the street."
-W.H. Auden
There are just times when Scandinavian culture is the oddest thing to me. I'm not talking about things like IKEA (though it can be weird in its own right), the Swedish Chef, or the incredibly long words (that oddly all look like IKEA couch names). It's some of the food that's so odd to me. A land full of delicious fish, unique berries and other things, and yet you get lutefisk. I don't get it. Any time I see a list of Scandinavian foods, my Google skills have to fire on all cylinders, trying to make sure I'm getting a tasty treat, and not some fish that's been soaking in lye in the bottom of a burnt out ditch for the last 5 years so I can eat its rotten, half-dessicated corpse.
But every now and then, you find some food with a funny name, and it's the perfect balance of sweet, salty, savory, and fishy. Sup, gravlax?
