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Originally Posted by rcentros
So they were the early versions of the "smartphone family." My "step-mom" (my dad's wife after I had grown up and gone, so not really a "mom") came from a big Norwegian family in North Dakota. They didn't talk at the dinner table (which, I guess, is common among Norwegians). They would sit down and her dad would say, "Let's get this misery over with," and they would eat in silence. That was it.
Personally I think the dinner table should be a place to "catch up" with the family.
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...have you eaten Norwegian food? Fish stored in Lye and then boiled doesn't appeal to me, either.
Shari
(Note: I'm being facetious. Please don't be offended if you are Norwegian, or if you like Norwegian food. I know that there is good and bad food in every culture, and what I consider to be "good food" may be what others consider disgusting. Tastes vary.)