The Familiar Sizzle of Lefse Makes the Holidays Rich
Lefse The familiar soft sizzle of lefse hitting the hot skillet grabs my attention. I stand outside of my parents’ trailer under a shade canopy. The sun’s rays still reach my legs below my knees as I take my turn at the propane stove. My mom forms walnut-sized balls of dough and Sarah learns how to roll the lefse out to an even thickness and correct size. My mouth waters in anticipation. For the first time ever, we prepare our…
