The Blue Café has been quiet for some time, but last night it served a dinner for two.
Marta was attending a halloween party, Ingrid had dinner with her boyfriend, so it was one of those almost never excisting days when Terje and I ate alone.
I have an uncle who is a moose hunter, and every autumn we get moose meat from him. My aunt called the other night to tell that this year*s box with fresh meat was ready for us, and Terje drove up to them to get it. We packed and froze most of it, but left two chops for the two of us. Mmm, a perfect dinner, then a well worth nap before we had coffee, chocolate and afternoon news on television. Good to be together just me and my love after a long and busy period. An everyday memory to keep in my heart.
