Pannekoeken
I moved to Minnesota for college largely ignorant of any Scandinavian traditions not lampooned by Garrison Kellior in his reports from Lake Wobegon. I must have missed the pannekoeken episode, because I was amazed by these huge, rich pancakes--and by the fact that in restaurants they are often served to an accompaniment of chanting and hand-clapping.
While attending my college reunion I stayed with my old friend Jenni Undis. Although Jenni's main job is as doyenne of the Twin Cities' coolest print shop (Lunalux), she can also whip up a mean pannekoeken. I still don't get the chanting thing, but I agree that applause is the only proper response to seeing one of these things come out of the oven.
I moved to Minnesota for college largely ignorant of any Scandinavian traditions not lampooned by Garrison Kellior in his reports from Lake Wobegon. I must have missed the pannekoeken episode, because I was amazed by these huge, rich pancakes--and by the fact that in restaurants they are often served to an accompaniment of chanting and hand-clapping.
While attending my college reunion I stayed with my old friend Jenni Undis. Although Jenni's main job is as doyenne of the Twin Cities' coolest print shop (Lunalux), she can also whip up a mean pannekoeken. I still don't get the chanting thing, but I agree that applause is the only proper response to seeing one of these things come out of the oven.
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