I want to remember and celebrate the people and traditions that made my story possible. It comes from the homeland of treasured family recipes inside cozy cottages in the frozen northland of Sweden, to the bootstrapped, no-nonsense livelihoods and businesses developed from the ground up in Connecticut in hopes of achieving the American Dream, to my own journey towards independence, friendship, and culinary abundance in the lush land of Oregon. My Swedish grandfather instilled tenacity, responsibility, and risk taking in me, all with an eye towards respecting and improving upon family and tradition. I learned classic family recipes through his values and Mom’s hands, and saw how the simple, plebian ingredients available to my Swedish ancestors could be rolled into one-bite gifts of time and love that spoke of its maker and evolved over time. Here and there, exotic spices shake things up, and bright herbs preserve the fleeting summer in fresh snaps of flavor to be enjoyed and shared with friends over heartwarming sips of coffee.
The Vikings delivered gifts of the world upon the isolated Nordic world, creating tastes and traditions that mingled with a communal, respectful way of living that has evolved and made its way to me and that I can’t wait to share with you, in my own unique way.