Wayne and i went last night to see the new harry potter movie. we've had our tickets for two weeks. but we're not obsessed or anything. :)
I've decided i LOVE the theaters here. Why did we wait so long to go see a movie?? The screens are about three times as big. About as big as the 3d half a room sized screens. The aisles are big enough that no one has to get up for you to get to your seat in the middle of the row, and everyone - even you over 6 foot guys out there - has plenty of leg room. The chairs are like a cross between business desk and laz-e boy. comfy!! And the big ta-da... you don't just walk up to a counter and get your popcorn. You walk into a virtual stand alone candy store.. with every type of candy you can think of, and stuff i'd never heard of... two rows of shakers with different toppings for your popcorn... lots of folks around us had jumbo boxes of these things i can only refer to as "bacon snacks"... they looked crunchy like corn chips, but the color of bacon... I never really figured out exactly what it was. Anyway, we had learned on the Mack brewery tour in Tromso that Norway is one of the largest consumers of white sugar.. and after being in that candy store, i believe it.
After the movie, we decide to really splurge and go out for pizza and (a) beer. Which brings me to my next observation of norwegian culture, the "hands off" rule. (everyone, get your minds out of the gutter, i'm talking about food. as usual.) there is no such thing as the "finger food" here. Hamburgers are eaten with a knife and fork. (Doesn't that negate the purpose of the bread? why not just eat a meat patty then?) A basket of fries? don't even think about it. ham sandwich? better have your silverware handy. pizza? yup, you got it. Nachos, even. Wayne went for the "while in rome, do as the romans" approach, but I'm guessing i got a lot of "gross! look at the barbarian american" looks, cause i stuck with the tried and true "just-pick-up-your-slice-of-pizza-and-shove-it-in" method. Not very pretty, but way more efficient. :)
Another thing to love, though... Norwegian strawberries are FINALLY in!!! we've been suffering (!!) the last month looking at the little, tiny, moldy, rotting strawberries in the stores and wondering if this could possibly be the amazing strawberries we had been told about. I finally just figured that the norwegians who told us those tales must have a whole lot of national pride in just about anything ("norwegian sewers are the BEST!!"). Finally, last week, the farmers in the center of town showed up with huge, beautiful, sweet, red, ripe strawberries. Strawberries so awesome they even warranted a special sign - "From Lagnaes!!" (apparently that means something important?? the garden of eden for strawberries?) So, so so so gooooood. So good the little box we bought didnt make it the 15 minute walk home. And we had to go back and buy more. And more. these things are like crack, people. Seriously, we've gone through a pint a day this week.
Cheers! :) (Wayne enjoying the local jordbaer)
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