A ella le gusta la gasolina

It's a new year. I woke up this morning and all the snow had melted overnight. I remembered the chill from last night standing at a taxi rink in the middle of Oslo CBD and still not being able to get a taxi. I went to a Summer Party with Gamme.no yesterday and it was very much fun. I've only freelanced for them half a year or so, but appearantly they have their Summer Parties in January and Christmas Party i July. We were going to have the Norwegian dish of smalahove, but due to cancellations the last minute we ended up at a restaurant called Ylajali instead. From the name you'd think it was slightly Thai or Asian inspired, with a chill atmosphere and coconut drinks. We couldn't have been more wrong. French inspired, large tables where you nearly had to yell to be heard at the other side of the table and the waitress came and asked if we wanted an "aperitif". Can we just have four beers please, we asked, and she hummed quitely, "Sure, that's an aperitif, isn't it?"

The menu was a 5-course surprise menu consisting of grilled and smoked whale, mango ravioli with toothfish-tartar, cod soup with egg baked on 63 degrees for a helluva long time, ancient-cow-fillet, cholocate canneloni and cherry sorbet. It was very interesting and some of it very nice and we all had a good laugh about it every time the waitress was trying to explain what we would eat next. As she introduced the Chilean toothfish we started asking about the necessity of this long-travelled food, and if it hadn't been better if they'd used the supreme cod from Norway instead - also so we didn't have to feel the need to offset the CO2 emissions after our meal.

The poor waitress didn't think this was as funny as we did, but she served us our coffee and Baileys regardless.