This weekend we had more people to dinner (not a dinner party, oh no). My Very Tall Cousin Sam and his Viking Goddess girlfriend stopped by. Very Tall Cousin Sam had volunteered his girlfriend to make “something Nordic” so the pressure was on. They arrived with a bag of groceries they lugged across town on their bikes, two giant smiles, some Norwegian chocolate for Ernest, and a cookbook for me.
Next thing I knew we were downing luscious slices of gravlax draped over snofrisk-spread toasts and drizzled with a sweet mustard sauce. I was so busy snarfing slices down I forgot to get the recipe for the sauce. I’ll get on that.
Then we sat down to a tasty Braised Beef With Paprika & Root Vegetables I’d been working on, served over a Norwegian-made celery root puree (celery root cubed, boiled until tender,then mashed with cream and butter), with a side of brussels sprouts (I left out the bacon from that recipe), which Ernest insisted on having. While he was picking them out at the store he expressed a desire to “grill” them. Then at dinner he was put out that I hadn’t “fried” them. Since I’ve never grilled or fried brussels sprouts, I was a bit confused.
jane | 14-Jan-09 at 4:11 pm | Permalink
Oh my goodness I am so hungry looking at this beautiful photo!!!