the food of the gods
Dec. 17th, 2017 08:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kareinaThis afternoon David, Caroline, and I went down to visit his parents. It was, as always a delight to see them and their beautiful home. I love their old fashioned farm house in the countryside, with plenty of out buildings.
Dinner was good, of course, but I also noticed the spoons set on the table above the plates, and figured that meant desert would follow. I also had noticed the empty cream container on the counter, which is a good sign. As we ate dinner I wondered if desert could possibly be risalamalta, but tried not to get my hopes up, since it isn't Christmas yet.
After dinner dishes were cleared away his mother brought out a jar of wild raspberries that had been thawed, cooked a bit and cooled, and a jar of blackcurrant jam, both of which got me hopeful.
David's parents know how much I love risalamalta, so when his mother then brought out the risalamalta she asked me Vad är det här? (What is this?), to which I replied "The food of the gods"... and it truly is.
This morning when I stepped on the scale I noticed that I am, once again at the high end of my normal range and thought that perhaps I have been eating a bit much recently (my food log agrees), and perhaps I should cut back a little. However, when I saw desert, I thought of that idea and thought "tomorrow", and happily had a generous first serving and a small bit of seconds. Yum!
Dinner was good, of course, but I also noticed the spoons set on the table above the plates, and figured that meant desert would follow. I also had noticed the empty cream container on the counter, which is a good sign. As we ate dinner I wondered if desert could possibly be risalamalta, but tried not to get my hopes up, since it isn't Christmas yet.
After dinner dishes were cleared away his mother brought out a jar of wild raspberries that had been thawed, cooked a bit and cooled, and a jar of blackcurrant jam, both of which got me hopeful.
David's parents know how much I love risalamalta, so when his mother then brought out the risalamalta she asked me Vad är det här? (What is this?), to which I replied "The food of the gods"... and it truly is.
This morning when I stepped on the scale I noticed that I am, once again at the high end of my normal range and thought that perhaps I have been eating a bit much recently (my food log agrees), and perhaps I should cut back a little. However, when I saw desert, I thought of that idea and thought "tomorrow", and happily had a generous first serving and a small bit of seconds. Yum!