The mistake

What you see in this photo - whipped cream and

sourcream - reminded me of a childhood experience.

In our house we did not eat sourcream as far as

I remember. But we loved whipped cream!

One day I found a bowl with what I was convinced

was whipped cream, brought a big spoon, and took

a big mouthfull. What a disappointment!

I spitted it out. I hated it.

In fact it took me around twenty years and living in

my second country till I decided to one day to

use sourcream in a nobake cake recipee. "Concealed"

this way, I thought it tasted good.

Now, fifty years later and back in Norway, I find

myself buying different kinds of sourcream at

the supermarket. I love it. I do not need to conceal

it with berries or sugar.

On some festive occassion I also eat a little whipped

cream.....

Butter and margarine

When I grew up in the fifties and sixties, we only used

margarine at home. My mother would buy 5 kilo boxes

with margarine.

We children even insisted we did not like the taste

of butter!

According to what I have been told, my paternal

grandmother in Oslo only ate butter while the rest

of the family ate margarine.

Economic reasons?

Problems with making decisions

The other day I was told this family story:

A relative did not want to buy clothes and shoes

alone.

She always had to bring another relative along.

Then, sitting in the taxi with a relative,

going to the store to buy f.ex. shoes,

she would already worry about who would come

with her when she had to change those shoes

she hadn't bought yet.