Oh my goodness.
These are amazing.
Spread with butter and sprinkled with cinnamon sugar.
Of course, I haven't had flour or sugar in weeks,
but had to taste one (or two - they're very thin).
It wouldn't be right to spend two days making lefse and not know how they taste.
|For a bit of irony. My reading material today.|
And so you can see that duct tape is a valid baking tool.
I didn't have all the special equipment, but I do have a special friend in Norway. When I asked for words of wisdom about lefse, she said "buy them at the grocery"! Ha. Ha. It's been a very long time since we've cooked together, but she was here today in my imagination.
|knew I had a potato ricer somewhere...|
|well, well, well - might have to use this more often|
|hanging out with all the low-carb stuff|
|Used a scoop to portion. Made 28 I think.|
Some may have disappeared along the way.
|Set off the fire alarm SIX TIMES!|
It really doesn't like the smell of burning flour.
Which explains it's disdain for our toaster.
|Why do men insist that bigger is better?|
He is compelled to use this huge heavy pan to fry bacon.
Even though it doesn't fit on our stove or in the sink or in a cabinet.
But today it came in handy.
|with cream cheese and sliced strawberries|
And here's a sweet little shoe that seems appropriate for Lent.