There’s a certain humility, and beauty, in poor person food.
In general, I like most of it. I always eat it wherever I am. It helps with my gray man theme. No need to stick out. Every country, every culture has their “get you to tomorrow” menu.
I was running the highline out to Montana for some late season birds, and somewhere in North Dakota, there was a family restaurant/buffet style place, and LuteFisk and Lefse were right there on the buffet.
I actually liked it.
As I made more friends and acquaintances through that strip of the country, Swedish/Norwegian style foods came up more frequently.
I really enjoy lefse.
Stompott is a staple here, and I’m not Dutch.
