Happy 17th of May!
It is the national day of Norway today, a day usually celebrated with parades, ice cream, hot dogs, champagne, hipp hipp hurray and bunad. All that seems like a world away right now. I am in Sweden, enjoying the early Summer we are having (please tell me this won’t be it for the Summer 2018!) whilst looking after Abbe, the 1-year old boy that I am nanny-ing (I might have made up a word there). There won’t be much of a celebration for me this year seeing as I am working all day and so are pretty much all my friends here as well. They are all Swedish anyway, so they don’t really feel like they are missing out on anything.
Last year I invited a bunch of friends over for an intro to all things 17th May; my own 17th May party where I was the only Norwegian. I baked Norwegian buns (boller) and served loads of traditional Norwegian food (hot dogs, salmon, waldorf salad etc.). Erik, my wonderful boyfriend, made a jelly cake that looked like the Norwegian flag. What a keeper!
The evening even had some games for all guests to play. I made my own russ knots (Russeknuter) which is basically a list of challenges that they had to do in order to earn points. I don’t remember all the different challenges, but I believe one was to drink a certain amount of beer in a set time whilst having two tampons in your mouth. That is a rather traditional one and fun to watch!
Another way to score some points was on the Norway-quiz that I made. It was an impressive keynote I assure you. A little bit disappointed with how little my friends knew about Norway I must say… At the end of the night, whoever got the highest score won a special Norway prize. I believe it was Petter Stordalen’s book and a cheese slicer at least. Might have been something more as well.
I wanted to make the party somewhat of a tradition, but this year it just didn’t really fit into our schedule. With that said, I will definitely try to arrange a similar event again next year and might do a tiny, delayed celebration on Saturday with my friend when we have our girls night.
Until next time, Renate.