Tuesday, Dec. 20, 2005
The other day, I went to a British pub with some friends and we ordered a turkey. We were all so excited that we ate it all, and then they brought another one and we ate that too. It was-all-you-can-eat. I think they made a loss on us.
I go to the supermarket next door to my apartment. I want to eat turkey, potato and gravy but I'm not going to do anything special. It's not so bad to be missing out on Christmas because here there is not the same build up.
How about this for creative? I buy the fillet-o-fish value meal from McDonald's and then I pretend that it's actually fish and chips. I really do that. Apparently fish and chips comes from Britain, but it's from Australia too.
There are certain dishes that I miss, like my father's cooking. He does a good garlic chicken and dill salmon and cream of wild rice soup -- a kind of wild rice found in Minnesota. They send the rice and I make the soup, but it's not the same.
I'm not a very picky eater so I eat whatever is in front of me. Usually I try to find the closest equivalent. For example, for chicken noodle soup -- ramen; for fried chicken -- tonkatsu; and if I want McDonald's, well, that's easy.
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Regular shops have mackerel and salmon, but people have to send things like brown goat's cheese. Norwegians eat it all the time, but here it's expensive. One thing I make is black bread, because all the bread here is white.