Handed down fro…

Posted On March 21, 2012

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Squire's Pure Leaf Lard. Makes tempting pastry...

Squire's Pure Leaf Lard. Makes tempting pastry. Has no substitutes (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Handed down from Norway, my grandmother’s handwritten recipe for:

BLOD KLUB  (yum)

3 qts blood

1 c. syrup and 1/2 c. brown sugar

1 Tbsp. (tsp.?) each salt, cinnamon, allspice

1 1/2 c. raw rice (boil)

flour these: leaf lard and raisins

1 1/2 graham flour (white flour) till quite thick, like waffle batter.

Sew in socks and steam in tall cans about 3 hours, grease cans well.

Take out soon as done.

Serve hot.


Thinking about …

Posted On March 9, 2012

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Norwegian boreal forest in early winter. At so...

Norwegian boreal forest in early winter. At some 350 meter (1100 ft) above sea level in the hills near Trondheim (Norway) the spruce trees are slim and grows in a spike shape, common in taiga forest. ‪Norsk (bokmål)‬: Norsk boreal granskog ca 350 meter over havet i Trondheim kommune. Trærne har en slank og spiss form. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Thinking about trees the other day…..riding down the freeway to see Grandmama, looking at all the trees on the sides.  Wondering, could some of these trees be really old?  Trees can get really, really old.  Some were right where they are now before we were around.  Old, really, really old.  So, what did they see?  Perhaps that sounds corny……but have you read the book The Education of Little Tree?  I loved Grampa.  He knew trees, he listened to them.

I see that trees have much significance, more when we give it thought.  Thinking about trees leads to what they give us, beauty, shade, homes, warmth; what they represent, life, death, family generations; what they inspire, stories, poems, paintings.   Ahhhh, trees!

So now, i turn my thoughts to the trees in the mountains where my ancestors lived and died.  I feel trees are a connection to them, to all life.  God says about those who believe Him that “they are like trees planted along the riverbank, bearing fruit each season.  Their leaves never wither, and they prosper in all they do.”  What an honor, to be compared to a tree!

So, what do you think?

Who am I?

Norway - Stavkirke

Norway - Stavkirke (Photo credit: PetitPlat - Stephanie Kilgast)

Who am i?
I am a Christian.
I am an American.
I am of Norwegian descent on my mom’s side,
Scot and Irish descent on my dad’s.
I love Norway and all things Norwegian, except Lutefisk.
I am a Knitter.
I am a mother, wife, sister, niece and friend.
i bake things.
i love to read, mostly historical fiction.
I am looking for Norway, her history, her stories, and her people who were my ancestors.
I hope to find more than their names, of which i have many, thanks to kind distant cousins in Norway, who traced names back to the 1200’s and so generously shared them with me. Mange Tak to them!!!
Who were these ancestors of mine? What were their hopes and dreams? What were their days like? Their homes? Their work? Their games?
And did they knit?