I don´t want MM to bring great evil upon me so I change the Aresol-subject!
Very funny, Wolf, but the truth is that I feel like throwing up when I try to spell out the discusting word: lutfisk. Lefse is an unsolved mystery so far ...
auntyjo (who loves herring)

[ 07-27-2001: Message edited by: tiajohanna ]

Does this have something to do with Spain in any way???

I guess not... I´ll shut my big mouth, I promise. :o

We're back to the Hostal Aresol question again! Incidentally, Auntie Jo, I thought Radiohead was speaking Welsh to you in the other thread

Just to clear it up, Hostal Aresol makes me laugh, because it sounds like the name we give to someone in English English, which is similar to the "donkey bottom" in American English! Nothing more sinister, honest

(No more to come MM, honest)

Quite a few restaurants on the C del S have herrings as entradas and I have managed to avoid them up to now. I prefer boquerones, naturally

tia,

I lament the fact I can't find lefse in Spain. I've looked everywhere! If anyone can tell me where there's a bakery that makes something at least similar, I would be grateful...

As you can see from this link, it is similar to some offerings in Spain, but not identical. http://www.webcom.com/~treasure/lefse/lefse.html

I did sample something similar to lutefisk in Basque Country, and thought it was quite good. It was more of a seafood stew though, and wish I could remember the name. Can anyone help? It's a salted cod based dish.

Wolf (Actually staying on topic... Must be swamp water I'm boiling for coffee... )

One sunny afternoon in May when I sipped my Lambrusco on the terrace of a restaurant in the Paseo de los Tristes, Granada, they even served me some unidentified small fish (some kind of herring, I guess, but not as delicious as in Scandinavia) and potato chips.

Mmmm....the smell of potato lefse simmering in the morning...that's enough to make you want to....move. Wolf, here's a refrain just for you: (and no, MM it has NOTHING to do with Spain! :p)

«Lutefisk, lutefisk,
Lefse, lefse,
We're from Minnesota,
ya sure, ya betcha!»