Lefse and lutefisk

It was a lefse emergency.

My cousin Missy was seeking lefse the day before Thanksgiving. She had checked with every store in Brookings, but could not locate any of the Norwegian potato flatbread that is a holiday mainstay for those of us with Viking heritage. I mean the Scandavian sea adventurers, not the football team still in search of a Super Bowl crown.

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