
Pinckas Ben Nochkan says: Tell us tales of student kitchen disasters and stories of dining decadence. B3ta Mods say: "Minge" does not a funny answer make
( , Thu 26 May 2011, 14:09)
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I was on holiday in Norway - a notoriously expensive place. We'd taken as much food with us as we could manage, but decided that for one night we'd blow our money on a traditional Norwegian dish: locally caught fish. In the local shop there was some fish in plastic packets: the name of it was in my travel guide - herring of some kind. So I bought enough for all of us, more or less bankrupting me.
Like I normally would at home, I dipped it in flour, fried it, and served it with flavoured rice. But it tasted like shit: so incredibly salty that none of us could stomach more than a mouthful. Turns out it was a Norwegian delicacy of salted herring, which is normally soaked in milk for some hours before eating. I'd blown my budget on something which should have been fantastic, and ruined it.
On the other hand, a few days later we were invited to someone's house to eat crab which had been caught just a few hours earlier: completely fantastic.
( , Thu 26 May 2011, 21:22, 2 replies)

Amazing stuff. As a Norfolk boy used to have it when I visited my Nan.
( , Thu 26 May 2011, 22:33, closed)
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