I’m spending some time in Oslo with the family, my Father’s hometown.  I’ll be hones, Norway is not known for its culinary prowess.  We had dinner up on the Holmenkollen which is a large hill 900m above the town, famously known for a brutally large ski jump. The dinner menu was the usual “quick food” in Norway, open faced sandwiches and fish, all good but I wasn’t feeling it.  Then a glorious beam of light shown upon the wall and revealed a hidden part of the menu.  Out of the back the chef brought out exactly what I’d been looking for.  A large plate of sliced cured meats, scrambled eggs and potato salad! There was a bit of sour cream on the plate to help cut the saltiness but frankly I didn’t use it.  The Fennelar was perfect and that is frankly where my knowledge of the products stopped.  There were two types of cured blood sausage, a salami with a very distinct herb I couldn’t place, and a ham sliced slightly thicker then normal which gave it a nice chew.  

My next mission…..Lumpe.  A foot long hot dog in natural casing, boiled and then wrapped in a flat bread made from potatoes.  Of course there is good mustard involved.