Thanksgiving also came with "Scandinavian Appetizers", courtesy of Viggo and Dave, who my friend Karen went to Norwegian Camp in Minnesota with. I can now say I've officially tried pickled herring, brown cheese and caviar from a toothpaste tube. One morning, as I came down for coffee, an Abba CD was playing on the stereo. Abba of those groups that you have no idea why you know the words to all the songs, but you do. My niece Katy sent me an email last week from Florida that said, "Christmas is almost here and I want to know when you're coming." Last weekend got me prepared for dance moves to the "Mama Mia" soundtrack with my nieces.
