Monday, 3 October 2011

the magic powder

Remeber how I was trying to find nyponsoppa in the stores here in Stavanger to no avail? Well, my very kind mother brought some to me when we met in Oslo! And even though this led to some suspicions at the security control at the airport on my way home ( the girl at the desk knew about rose-hip tea, but not soup) and they had to scan my bag twice to check this mysterious powder I am so glad I got it. I hope this can be something I can feel like eating for breakfast, cold or hot. Yesterday I tried it the way I sometimes ate it as a child, hot and complete with vanilla ice-cream and tiny macaroons. Nom-nom.