SK worked hard this morning to clear more roots out of our little garden. It was beautiful sunny weather with a bit of a breeze. He carefully planted five little flowering plants, and we are keeping our fingers crossed that they will all survive and flourish.
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| Can you believe that at age 70 he can sit like that? |
I walked downtown to a salon where I made an appointment to get my hair cut tomorrow at 1. It has been 6 months since the last one and I am hoping this lady does a better job. This lady speaks English, so there is a chance that I will get a good haircut.
At five, we walked across town to the Knudsen's apartment where they had prepared dinner for all of the Frederiksberg missionaries (4 young elders, 2 young sisters, 6 seniors and the temple president and matron). We have eaten there several times and Brother Knudsen is an incredible cook. Each time it is different and outstanding. Tonight we had roast with bernaise sauce, baked potato wedges and an amazing green salad with fresh pineapple and fresh blueberries and butter lettuce. The dressing was vinegar, sugar and heavy cream. It was fabulous!
But then dessert was served. They brought in huge bowls of something that looked like strawberry jam. Sister Knudsen told us that it was strawberries and rhubarb. We each dished up a bowl of it and poured the cream on it. The first taste had me in heaven. It was sooooo delicious.
After I had polished it off, I turned to Sister Knudsen an asked what she called it.
"Rod Grod med Flode" she said.
I nearly choked. That is the famous phrase every new missionary is challenged to say. And if you say it correctly, you do sound like you are swallowing the famous pudding while you are saying the name.
Both o's in the title are slashed o's...but I don't have a Danish keyboard. An R at the beginning of a word sounds nothing like the English R....You kind of roll it at the very back of your throat, almost like you are clearing it. The slash o sounds like "ui" as in ruin only faster. And the "d" sounds like a very soft "th" at the back of your throat, that sounds perilously close to the sound of an "l." That is just the "Rod" part of the title.
After dinner, we walked back home. It was light all the way home.
I loved walking through the city, but next time, I'll have to wear some serious walking shoes.
It all sounds SOOO GOOOOD! (That is - it sounds good without the pronunciation.)
ReplyDeleteYou'll have to get them to prepare some of these things for the youth at the center :)).
Good thing you walked both ways :)). L&P
I'm trying to work up the courage to ask....I think he gets asked everytime there is a special occasion in his ward and/or stake.
DeleteI think we should have taken a long walk today as well...and still be behind in the calories we burned. L&P
I can't believe you finally had the famous blood pudding!! How exciting!
ReplyDeleteAnd I've always been impressed with how limber Dad is. That's where Lia and I get it from. :)
It is very exciting...but I think I confused it with blood pudding a long time ago, and gave you kids the impression that that is what it is. It is actually red (with a mixture of red berries) pudding with cream.
ReplyDeleteI assure you that you didn't get limberness from me!
How wonderful! I've been wondering when the infamous red porridge and cream would make it's appearance!
ReplyDeleteI saw Sister Taylor, Beka's mom, at the Mesa temple today. She told me to tell you hello!
That is so nice. If you see her again, wish her the best from us.
ReplyDeleteThe funny thing about the red porridge is that I haven't been wondering when it would appear, and then it did out of the blue! Serendipity.