9 kinds of herring!?? Outta my way! I loved some of the posts in the blog referenced. Scandanavians have huuuge sweet teeth... see the Swedish Bakery in Andersonville. I need to place an order soon. Voort Limpa, Almond Tarts, Marzipan, cinnamon bread.. Yum!
Re: JulboardjrittenhouseDecember 8 2008, 20:28:39 UTC
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Here's my report on last year's Julbord. The husfru herring was the best, for me, and I can't wait to get some of that and the Janssons frestelse. Wonderful stuff.
Your favorite herring, sir? And no, there's no fried herring.
I looked at their menu, and, while fish is not really my thing, I find myself intrigued by the rest of the menu and I may stop in there on one of my trips in that direction soon. I need to change buses in that vicinity anyway each Monday evening, and I frequently dine out somewhere along the way, so this has been a "possibility" for me for some time now.
Well, FWIW, I'll say that I used to hate Chinese food - until I found that I'd been eating VERY bad Chinese food. I'm very very fond of seafood, so...
The non-seafood stuff there is very good. If I lived in the City, I'd go there for breakfasts and lunches on occasion. (I happen to *like* Scandinavian food. A lot.)
I got to try the place last night (had the roast pork with prunes and red cabbage, and cream of zucchini & watercress soup which was quite nice) and found it nummy, but I doubt if I will be making it a regular stop due to the price tag (spending $20 for one meal is something a guy on unemployment neither can nor should do very often). And, for the same reason, I don't think I'll be doing the Julbord THIS year.
Ah, I can understand. Well, if I get there once a year, I'm doing good - we rarely get into the city. Susan and Mere can get to be huge sticks in the mud about going to the city (the drive's too long, etc.) and I miss it. I know, I've been out here in Lisle since 1994, but I LIKE going to the city for events and food. I hate being what they used to call 'one of those 708 people' who only come into the city for work, and run away fast after that.
Yes. See my review (noted in a different comment here) of last year's Julbord. I said there:
"This year, I passed on the lutefisk; had some last year and I thought it was nothing special to eat. Jellyish fishy stuff with a faint taste of soap. Eh."
My Scandinavianish mother-in-law says that she has had good lutefisk, but it's about like fugu in the sense that you need someone who Really Knows What They're Doing To Cook it. Or else.
I am in complete agreement with you on both counts regarding the lutefisk.
I have had bad lutefisk. It's "eeeeyaargh, how fast can I swallow this without choking if I hold my nose". That was at a church pot luck.
I have had good lutefisk. Made by my mother, who did know hot to cook it. My grandmother had to have lutefisk for Christmas. So mom made it every year from when I was four until my grandmother's last Christmas, when I was 10 or so. I do not think my mom has made it since. I remember she didn't tell my brothers what it was before she got them to try it and eat some of it.
Well, either it was good, or my memory of it is shaded by memories of my grandmother. Not a bad thing either way. :)
Again, I wasn't that impressed by the stuff, and the folks at Tre Kronor are supposed to really know their stuff.
When I was a kid, there was a couple next door, the Gonderts, who were very nice to me (their Color TV was the first I ever saw, and I snuck over a lot to check it out). They were elderly, and Mrs. G (think Dennis the Menace and Mrs. Wilson) took a shine to me and stuffed me with Swedish / Scandinavian stuff whenever possible. I loved it. She beamed and fed me more. You get the idea on how I fell in love with Scandinavian food.
(BTW, I think I also picked up a taste for Scandinavian-looking women at the same time, as she had a grand-niece who was a teenager who came over from time to time and was a complete and total knockout.)(Think Liv Ullman as a Miss Natural teenager and freckles and you get the idea.)
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I loved some of the posts in the blog referenced. Scandanavians have huuuge sweet teeth... see the Swedish Bakery in Andersonville.
I need to place an order soon. Voort Limpa, Almond Tarts, Marzipan, cinnamon bread.. Yum!
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Here's my report on last year's Julbord. The husfru herring was the best, for me, and I can't wait to get some of that and the Janssons frestelse. Wonderful stuff.
Your favorite herring, sir? And no, there's no fried herring.
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The non-seafood stuff there is very good. If I lived in the City, I'd go there for breakfasts and lunches on occasion. (I happen to *like* Scandinavian food. A lot.)
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(The rest of the smorgasbord sounds delightful though.).
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"This year, I passed on the lutefisk; had some last year and I thought it was nothing special to eat. Jellyish fishy stuff with a faint taste of soap. Eh."
My Scandinavianish mother-in-law says that she has had good lutefisk, but it's about like fugu in the sense that you need someone who Really Knows What They're Doing To Cook it. Or else.
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I have had bad lutefisk. It's "eeeeyaargh, how fast can I swallow this without choking if I hold my nose". That was at a church pot luck.
I have had good lutefisk. Made by my mother, who did know hot to cook it. My grandmother had to have lutefisk for Christmas. So mom made it every year from when I was four until my grandmother's last Christmas, when I was 10 or so. I do not think my mom has made it since. I remember she didn't tell my brothers what it was before she got them to try it and eat some of it.
Well, either it was good, or my memory of it is shaded by memories of my grandmother. Not a bad thing either way. :)
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When I was a kid, there was a couple next door, the Gonderts, who were very nice to me (their Color TV was the first I ever saw, and I snuck over a lot to check it out). They were elderly, and Mrs. G (think Dennis the Menace and Mrs. Wilson) took a shine to me and stuffed me with Swedish / Scandinavian stuff whenever possible. I loved it. She beamed and fed me more. You get the idea on how I fell in love with Scandinavian food.
(BTW, I think I also picked up a taste for Scandinavian-looking women at the same time, as she had a grand-niece who was a teenager who came over from time to time and was a complete and total knockout.)(Think Liv Ullman as a Miss Natural teenager and freckles and you get the idea.)
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