“But I’m not a paper-thin dough kind of girl…”, I protested.
Not that anybody was listening. I was just having one of those internal wrangles with my blog-self.
Still. There it was in 140 characters. A request from Imen for lefse.
Of course I knew about lefse – the Norwegian potato flatbread – though I’d never eaten it. No great surprise there, given that I’d never been to either Norway or Minnesota, the two places it seemed you were most likely to find it. And I really did want to make lefse – it had been on my list for a long time. Long before Imen had asked.
Whaddya Sayin’?