I think it’s my inner scandinavian fish that all of a sudden craves some sea salt and the sound of ocean. And when these cravings occur there is no alternative, no substitute and it’s quite urgent.
I need a healthy doze of caviar and I need it yesterday!
Luckily, my beloved mother sends me the classic Norwegian caviar mix, and most of the time there’s also an IKEA nearby and I can ease my Scandinavian heart with the stronger Swedish version with a dash of some black caviar on top for an amazing doze of the ocean;)
Now, there’s lots of caviar out there, some more expensive than others, the ones I’m talking about are the everyday tube caviar that you find all over Scandinavia, with the occasional more expensive small glass jar of black caviar.
I lean back, close my eyes and as I take a bite of crisp-bread with caviar I swear I can hear the waves of the ocean softly dance back and forth on the beach.
If you live in the US swing by IKEA and head to their food store on the first floor to check out their assortment of Scandinavian food.
I’ve been cooking and styling all weekend that I’ll show you next week. It’s been so much fun revisiting familiar rye bread recipes, creating new ones and styling it all.
I had a good long chat with my beloved mother too, and got so excited for the upcoming trip home this summer. I cant wait to cook with eggs from our chickens, herbs from the garden and fresh fish from the ocean fished by…me!
She told me she had bought some new all black chickens and with the brown and white ones we have already there’ll be lots of different shaped and colored eggs.
I can walk barefoot around and pick vegetables, go for afternoon swims and spend time in mon petite studio.
I simply can’t wait!
What are you looking forward to this summer?
Do you have any upcoming trips or projects?
I love the anticipation and excitement that follows when you have planned something, small or big that dangles like a carrot in front of you sheering you on.
But let’s not forget to have fun in the moment too;)
Photo and styling by Marte Marie Forsberg