I’ve been obsessing over Bergen for a few years now. Like many of the things I can’t get off my mind, I’m not really sure when I started to think about it, or how I even heard about it, but its been nagging at the back of my mind for quite some time.When our initial New Year’s plan to take a van around Scotland starting looking less and less likely (I didn’t want another Iceland adventure, but in sub-zero temperatures), I cast out for other options. London on New Year’s Eve would be expensive, and probably cause a four day hangover that I’m just too old to handle gracefully.
Bergen popped in to my mind.
Would it be cold?
But it would be the ideal place to hunker down for a relaxing, cozy new year.
The next day, New Year’s Eve, was rainy and very, very windy, so we mostly stayed in and prepared for the evening. I don’t typically post pictures of my food anymore, but I was really proud of what we put together.
As I mentioned, most things were closed in Bergen for New Year, and the places that were open were a little too rowdy for the likes of oldies like us. So, we’d planned well, bringing two bottles of prosecco with us from London (alcohol prices in Norway are extreme) and planning a delicious dinner ahead of time.
|I made these!|
|He made these- always showing me up in the culinary department.|
We ended up making our favorite Scandi dish, mackerel with scrambled eggs, Danish bread and asparagus. We made it before in Copenhagen, and it was just as good as I remembered.