My Norwegian class starts at lunch time and it's too early to have lunch before I leave so I come home at 4pm famished! Yesterday I whipped up a quick batch of scones (been trying not to bake as I really don't need to be eating cakes!) So I had just one and saved the rest for old Hungry Horace (Henrik!)
Last night the snow started to melt as temps went up to 2c and the noise as it started to fall off the roof was freaking me out,as I had no idea what it was at first! Now temp has gone down again and the snow is falling!
Oh, and if you like baking then you should go and visit Siri over at the transplanted baker (Siri is also a Norway transplant too, but has been here much longer than me!)