This year, I celebrated my birthday in my favourite place on Earth: my cabin in Norway.
I spent many birthdays there. More than anywhere else.
My bestefar (grandfather) was born on 22nd July and when he was alive, most of the family came to celebrate his birthday, and mine by the same occasion.
After he passed away, not so many people came for my birthday. Most of the time it was my bestemor (grandmother), my father and I and then only my father and I.
This year, I had the pleasure to celebrate it with my father and my godfather.
Quite unusually when I’m at my cabin, I woke up early to enjoy the nice morning. The weather has been particularly awful this year so I tried to take advantage of all the (too short) sunny moments.
I was directly given my presents. It has always been like this and it’s the perfect way to start a celebration day.
I opened them quite fast because you don’t get too many presents when you’re getting older and not so many people are around. But it’s not the number that matters and I was very happy with what I got: a spoon from my godfather (it was a lucky coincidence as I’m a spoon addict), a nice cup from my aunt and uncle and a Jo Nesbø’s book (Politi), money (always great) and a voucher for a suitcase (mine starts to be tired) from my father.
The weather was too bad to go fishing so we sat in the sun, protected from the wind, until it was lunch time.
For lunch, on the advice of Gullik, a friend of my father who lives in Tunhvod and knows very well the area, we went to Fagerhøy Fjellstue.
The hotel was very nice but almost empty because summer is the low season there.
I chose a very traditional dish: speke mat og rømmegrøt.
This is the kind of dish that you can only find in Scandinavia: a mix of savory and sweet.
“Speke mat” is an assortment of cold cuts and “rømmegrøt” is a creamy porridge drizzled in butter and sprinkled with sugar and ground cinnamon.
My father started by the “rømmegrøt” but I found it more logical to start by the “speke mat”.
It was a bit like having a starter and a dessert at the same time!
For dessert, we all took a strawberry cheesecake. I think that you’ll agree that there’s no birthday without a cake!
Then we came back to the cabin and relaxed before dinner time.
We made a fire in the fireplace. I’ve been waiting for this moment since we arrived to the cabin but the wood-burner stove worked so well that we didn’t need it.
However, my father agreed to make a fire for my birthday. He knows that I like to stand near the fireplace to warm me up or to sit in front and enjoy the show.
On the advice of my boyfriend, we had bought a bottle of Bollinger Rosé at Heathrow. It was an excellent suggestion.
I wanted to eat on the terrace but the wind was too cold so I resigned myself to eat inside.
For dinner, we had a perfect cabin dinner: easy and delicious: shrimps. Everybody in Norway likes to eat shrimps in summer but they’re frozen because the season is in winter.
I like to eat them on a toast with butter and a bit of lemon but no mayonnaise.
After this festive meal, we sat again in front on the fireplace.
For dessert, we had a mix of strawberries and raspberries with Kranskakke sticks (my favourite Norwegian cake).
And to perfectly finish the day, we drank a gin and tonic.
Takk for dagen Pappa og Gunnar!