Making Lefsa

Micah and I spent our first stop in the US with our grandparents in Minnesota. We had a wonderful time with family. The Folden relatives had a picnic get together organized by my grandma Ivie Folden. We spent time with Micah's grandparents talking and going to the lake. Yet, it was my time with my grandma that really stands out for me.

Sunday morning we had the privilege of seeing how my grandma spends her time. Walking across the street to the assisted living home, we gathered for a worship service with people from her retirement home as well as the elderly people from the assisted living home. Meeting her friends and the woman she babysat back in the day was a pleasure. I know that when I'm that old it will be unlikely I will be able to introduce my grandkids to those I used to babysit. My grandmother has many connections. And it amazes me. I'm glad I can now visualize where my grandma worships God.

Another memorable time during our short stay in Minnesota was making lefsa with my grandma. While Micah fixed her computer, we rolled the pastry thin and fried the lefsa to perfection! Oh, are they good. Spread some butter, sprinkle the sugar and roll up the potato dessert for a satisfying tasty bite of Norwegian tradition. Now I need to make it again soon so I won't loose the knowledge my grandmother imparted upon me. Thanks Grandma for the lesson!