Grey.
Boring. Cloudy. Winter. Bland. Wishy-washy. Old.
If you tell me you didn’t think of any of that when I mentioned “grey,” you’re joking yourself.
Scandanavia / Baltic
Finland: Mammi 🇫🇮
A murky pot of molasses leads to a delicious Finnish dessert.
The consumption of rotten fish meat left me queasy for the two days after the ill-advised event, and later that week, I got a likely-unrelated stomach bug.
Iceland: Hakarl 🇮🇸
Regular readers of Nation Plates may have noticed that I skipped a letter in Round One.
This project ain’t perfect – but it’s going to be good, and I’m trying hard. So I skipped Iceland in Round One because I couldn’t come across some hakarl, the rotten shark meat that is foisted upon tourists as the national dish of Iceland.
Denmark Christmas: Frikadeller and Ris a’lamande 🇩🇰
I come from a family so (Euro)diverse that it’s probably best that I just check “American” for ancestry on my census form. There’s a fair amount of Italian, Danish and Irish, plus sprinkles of English, Welsh and who knows what else thrown in the mix.
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