We don't live in Sweden. Oh how we miss it some days! Life in the USA is still a big adventure for us daily. This is our journey.
Our adventures of becoming an American family living in Sweden. We will miss our family and friends not to mention the many American things we take for granted. Not sure what those are quite yet but I’m sure there are plenty. Let’s face it, the USA is great! What awaits us is amazing too though. How often do you get to relocate halfway across the world and experience an overload of new things? Not often, so we plan on taking full advantage of this time. We want to travel as much as possible, meet new people and experience a new culture. This blog is dedicated to sharing that with our family and friends.
Oh, how I love my cast iron skillets. Yes, plural. I’ve got three (so far) — but who’s counting?
When I was a kid lurking in the kitchen, my mom stir-fried everything in a big cast iron pan. Every night, while dutifully slogging through my homework at our Formica kitchen table, I’d surreptitiously study how she’d whip up plate after plate in sequence. (Our dinners always consisted of multiple dishes — all served family style.) As soon as my mom emptied the sizzling-hot contents of the skillet onto a serving platter, she’d scrub the cast iron pan with a stiff plastic brush before placing it back atop the burner. One quick swipe of a towel later, the pan was ready for action again. My mom’s arms were