My mother-in-law showed me how to make a strawberry cream cake.
We also had a romantic dinner with candles. My hubby cooked chiken curry for the family, his favorite dish.
After dinner, the strawberry cream cake was served. Zander was very excited to get his first slice. My hubby even put a candle on it.
For the first time, I've experienced a norwegian breakfast. I have yet to encounter a culture so obsessed with breakfast. Okay, it’s arguably the most important meal of the day, but Norwegians take it to a new level. Unless you have gotten up early, set out an array of breads, spreads, jams, meats, eggs, juices, fruits, yogurts, and other foods at your breakfast table, something is wrong with you.
Since marrying Geir, I have to adopt the breakfast practice. In Philippines we don’t cover our table with all of the aforementioned foods, but we make a point of sitting down, eating fried rice with fried egg, ham, and drinking coffee and having a nice chat before getting our day started. It gives us a short pause before the chaos of the day starts, and it gives us a chance to talk about the day ahead. There’s something almost meditative about it. Somehow, it makes a difference.
Bread and cheese or bread and jam are the real staples of a good Norwegian breakfast, coupled with a good cup of coffee. Anything left over is usually wrapped up and taken to work as lunch.
Sunday afternoon, we went to Sola beach to take a walk.
My mother-in-law and sister-in-law were from North of Norway, seeing a beach is like one of the places they will appreciate because they don't have beaches in Tromso, just mountains mostly covered with snow on winter time.
Solastranden is a 2.3km long beach and lies near the airport.
