Letter from Norway: On Kling Lefse... and a man called Odd
You don’t expect to experience culinary surprises in church; but at Christmas, in a church in Skien, Norway – while outside the snow fell lightly and horizontally – my tastebuds discovered the hard way that the ‘pitta bread’ I dipped into my chilli con carne was, in fact, a classic – and very sweet – Norwegian cake.
Nicola Laver
Skien (pronounced ‘share’n’) is in the Grenland district of Telemark, lying some 130kms southwest of Oslo. You’re never far from water – most of which was frozen and, in some cases, blanketed in snow. (This wasn’t the first year we walked across a lake we previously swam in).
