• Cauliflower with Shrimp Sauce

    Wine-Steamed Cauliflower with Creamy Shrimp Sauce

    I made the coziest little meal the other evening. I say “little” because it had been a day full of recipe testing and I felt like keeping things simple. I call it cozy because the spoonfuls of tender wine-steamed cauliflower…

  • The Easiest Gravlax

    The cure begins by tucking the salmon into a blanket of sugar, salt, and dill. By the time the ingredients are fully applied, there’s no trace of the fish. The vibrant red of the sockeye is buried—as its name gravlax…

  • Fårikål (Lamb and Cabbage), Norway’s National Dish)

    I remember the first time I tasted fårikål, the national dish of Norway. I had read for a long time—years maybe—about this stew of lamb and cabbage that is Norway’s national dish. It seemed too simple, I thought—just lamb and…

  • Rømmegrøt

    Norwegian Rømmegrøt (Sour Cream Porridge)

    My bookshelves sag with stories—literature in the form of recipes, memories formed between batter-spattered handwritten lines. I’ve said for a long time that I care so much about Scandinavian food because of the people. My grandparents loved me with medisterkaker…

  • Herring, Egg, and Radish Smørrebrød

    Pickled Herring, Egg, and Radish Smørrebrød

    I read some years ago in The New Yorker about an elderly woman who attributed her longevity to eating herring. I’d like to think she was onto something. Nordic cooking was the underdog of fine dining until restaurants like Noma and Fäviken started popping up throughout…

  • Scandi-Style Salmon Burger in The Norwegian American

    A taste for the sea must run in my blood. Wild salmon grilled, cured, or smoked; oily silver-blue mackerel salted and grilled; humble cod, elegant with its understated opaque white flakes–these are foods my kitchen knows well. Most of the time…

  • Swedish Sailor’s Stew (Sjömansbiff)

    If I could live in the pages of a Scandinavian cookbook, I might. Photographs of snow-kissed mountains and reflective fjords as dark as their chilly depths draw me in, and the food beckons as invitingly as the dinner bell my…