New Twist on an Old Standby

In celebration of my friend's birthday and impending run in the Boston Marathon this weekend, we met up at a - get this, Swedish bar - in Petworth called Domku. I was highly impressed. Not only did they have a vast array of Russian beers and strong mixed drinks (with fun names like "Swedie Pie"), they also had something I have only seen in church basements in the upper midwest: lefse.

In fact, it was savory lefse, something I have never seen, so of course I had to order it. It arrived wrapped around spinach, feta cheese, mushrooms and onions, kind of like a fajita. Luckily, I like fajitas, so it was easy to get over my aversion to lefse with something else other than butter and brown sugar. Overall, I gave it a B.

Well, maybe a B +, for nostalgia and going home feeling like I ate something of which my mother would approve. :)

M is for MN foods in new places,
M.