Wife number one. From Trondddheimm. Her father use to come and visit. Didn’t speak a word of English. I did not speak Norwegian. But his favorite adventure was having me take him to the Liquor Barn where he just liked to walk around and look at the booze. It was like the Louvre of liquor. Now I like to have drink as well as the next fella. But those Scandinavians drink until it’s all gone or they pass out. What ever occures first. They look like us but they don’t think like us. I will not buy a car made by a socialist. That over the course of my lifetime has limited my options. She still lives here but is a raving lefty. I asked her why she didn’t move back to Norway. She said because they didn’t have garbage disposals.Spoken like a true American: give me convenience or give me death.
And they do make there own home-brew and drink in coffee.I’ll stop now....
Dang, I was really enjoying what you had written!
BTW, there have been a number of studies that state the rate of alcoholism is inversely proportional to the amount of sunlight a country gets in a given year. Sweden does not get much. Drunk people often times are very pacified with what they have (I know someone will flame me on that statement.)