#like rød grød med fløde??

[cherllyio]

Only time i can use my weird ass hell language for something acutally productive-

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[pernillemagda]

I’m trying to learn Danish for fun, it’s such a hard language for a native English speaker! Certain letters and words feels like you have to swallow them (rød is hard for me to say).

Yeah, it is quite hard. Rød is pretty hard but then try "rød grød med fløde", you probably have heard it before 😉

If you have any questions, feel free to send another ask or a dm

[crowfoot]

A little while ago I talked about my difficulty in rolling Rs when trying to learn Romanian, commenting in my tags that I can say rød grød med fløde in Danish. Which is rather the anti-R-rolling sound. Kind of like, opposite sides of the galaxy anti-rolling R.

Say it with me.

[thedenofravenpuff]

I've heard that Americans sound funny when we try to speak Danish. I'm curious, what do we sound like to you?

Frigging hilarious. Making Americans try and say the phrase “rød grød med fløde” us a joke we never tire of.

Of course it’s not JUST Americans, we do this to most all non-Danes, when we expect hilarious results.

The phrase simply means “Red Porridge with cream” but exists as a known phrase purely for its tongue twister value with the use of ø. Imagine if we added æ and å too!

To be fair, as Danish we often have TERRIBLE accents ourselves when trying to speak other languages too. Those unique sounds in our alphabet has shaped our vocal chords differently, so speaking other languages can get tough without sounding obviously foreign,

Is all good tho

[kookscrescent]

hello~ 1, 6 & 7 for the ask game!! i hope you're having a nice day uwu

Hii🙊 I’m having an okay day, thank you! I hope yours is amazing!

1. Favorite place in your country? My grandparents house! You can always find me there!

6. Most hated song in your native language? 🤔 hmm, i honestly don’t know!? I really don’t listen to a lot of danish music bc i generally don’t really like any of it.

7. Three words from your native language that you like the most? Oh goodness😂😂 uhmm.... i can’t think of any words i particularly love rn, so I’ll just teach you 3 random ones😂 1: forår = spring , 2: smuk = beautiful , 3: (this is more of a phrase) rød grød med fløde = literally just red porridge with crime 😂

Also let me know if you want me to teach you any specific words or phrases in danish😂🤷‍♀️

[hoe4hotchner]

That anon 🙄

You are too good to respond to bullshit like that... I like your stuff very much.

Are you danish? Saw the optager on the screen recording as well as the Oister.. because if you are: hej landsmand og rød grød med fløde. And if not, I am sorry for the part you do not Understand 🤣

Thank you!!

I know this is just me enabling her. But my fuse has been really short today and I just couldn't stop myself from ticking off on her.

The only hate anon I've ever had has been this person and she comes again every now and again to harass me and a couple other Hotch creators.

I am in fact Danish. I think I've mentioned that several times before. But hiiii!!!! I actually didn't know that other Danes read my work. Only ever had Swedes and Norwegians tell me that they enjoy my work (If we're only talking about the Scandinavian countries)

[magdasabs]

😂😂 if you really want to impress, then “rød grød med fløde” 🇩🇰that is what we force all foreigners to attempt, so we can laugh at them (potatoes might have helped though) 😅

“God kamp” might be a bit easier 😉 (pronoun “go camp” with a German accent, then you’ll be fine)

Thank you, appreciate it :) Is the ø in those words pronounced like the ø in køge? I think I can manage god kamp

[moonsquaremars]

My Languages

Part 2

Danish. 

I can’t really say what attiréd me to Dansk. Was it the movie, the Prince and Me, with the fabulous Julia Stiles? One could say that. If you look at life as purely materialistic, and nothing more. But to be quite frank, that movie didn’t make that big of an impression on me, other than the fact that it was my only real exposure to Denmark growing up. I didn’t know any Danes. In Kentucky, where I was raised, there’s not a sizeable scandinavian community. There really is nothing tangibly physical that I could say caused me to become so enamoured with Denmark, Danish, and the nordic region at large. I can’t even quite conceptualize when it began, either. I just recall thinking about all the languages I wanted to learn, and somehow Danish became a priority. 

The spiritual side of me suspects I had a great past life there. Have you ever had a country (or person) you’ve met, and just kind of love or hated for no particular reason? Well, you probably have past life energy there, so the theory goes. So that must be it. Or maybe it’s just all of the aquarius in my natal chart. Scandinavia seems so aquarius. Technologically advanced, intelligent, prosperous. They weren’t always that way, but the region’s history is so rich and fascinating. I feel like I could live in Denmark, Norway, Finland, the Faroe Islands, for a thousand lifetimes. It’s a pity I don’t have any connection to them, yet. 

On the subject of synchronicity, where things just kinda unexpectedly happen but all make sense. Like the fact that my friend’s dad brought up alchemy randomly (I rarely hear about alchemy) then a couple hours later someone else randomly brings it up. Two in one day. It’s kinda like that.

Well, I could go two paths here. Stay on synchronicity, or go back to middle school when my infatuation with Denmark arose. My routine, while living with grandma, was to wake up in the morning, go to the living room. She would make us cinnamon toast, and I would watch TV. When I was younger, I’d then go out and play with neighborhood friends. But this was middle school, and we had drifted apart. I habitually would just browse the computer, while I comfortably sat in the living room, feeling cozy and warm in juxtaposition to the cold, gloomy, winter weather outside. Reading about Danish culture, and specifically the alcoholism, made me feel so warm and /excited/. Just reading aout Denmark and how people would get hammered and throw up on the city streets, riding their bikes. Gee. I was like, this is amazing! I wanna live there. Maybe that’s where my alcoholism started?

Well I suppose maybe that was just it. I just saw a movie about a Danish prince, then stumbled upon random internet information and the rest is history. Well, not quite. After I had a deeply profound conversion to Mormonism, I ran away from home to Utah. I met a homeless man there in temple square, and I of course was heaily mormon and set on the church being true and not open to other spiritual thought, but obviously still exposed to it. Well this homeless man and I were talking, and he told me about some experience he had where he was speaking in tongues and the people he was with said that he was speaking Old Danish. Well what are the odds that I run away from home, strike up a conversation with this random homeless man, and he mentions having a spiritual experience where he spoke a language only a few million people know out of billions. Maybe it’s not that unique, maybe he was speaking gibberish, and some returned missionary with decent exposure to northern european germanic languages got the impression he was making Old Danish noises. I don’t quite recall the details, but I will entertain the skeptics. 

Regardless, maybe we had a past life connection. I haven’t seen or talked to that homeless man since, but I always think about that when I think about Denmark now. And I have been able to study Danish. It’s one of my favorite things to do. I wish I had more time and more use for it. I could say rød grød med fløde for hours. I could die in Copenhagen a happy man. A happy, drunk, alcoholic man, with all of my hygge and the cosmopolitan amenities europe has to offer. 

Alas, I really do have no use for the language. No one shares my passion, and I have other things to worry about. It will always pique my interest though when Denmark or scandinavia is mentioned. Maybe one day I’ll get to at least visit the country, maybe that will give me some kind of closure. I will end by reflecting on one of the happier nights of my most recent life. It was a chilly night, I was dating Craig, a man much older than I who I wasn’t particularly attracted to in the romantic sense (was I?), but he made me feel comfortable. So comfortable, and loved. He fell asleep on the couch like usual, and I stayed up watching the tele. This time I was down the rabit hole of watching youtube videos about scandinavian history. I pranced around the house while he slept, eating these oriental flavored pretzel things from costco that were quite good, and just felt so in awe and in love with life. Soaking up the atmosphere and that warm cozy feeling that comes with being under the same roof of someone you love and trust on a moonlit, frosty night. I don’t think I’ll ever forget that. And now I recall a similar feeling, with my high school boyfriend Andrew. It was a similar relationship. I had little romantic and sexual interest, but like Craig, Andrew was quite pushy and kind of coerced me into the relationship. And I got comfortable. We had spent the evening walking down Frankfort avenue, eating sushi at my favorite restaurant, Osaka, then stopped in a mom and pop catholic bookstore. They impressed me with their language selection, which is always the first section I go to in any library or bookstore. There was a book on Dutch and Finnish that I was torn between, but I ended up getting the some decades old Teach Yourself Finnish book. I ended the night up in his attic bedroom in his charming old home. I popped some hydrocodones, and as he slept I taught myself Finnish while the warmth of the opiates spread throughout my body. I was happy. Genuinely.

[mumudesuyo]

Oh dude your art is sooo cool, you've earned yourself some followers aaa (me included)!! I saw that you spoke Danish, so - could you do some Danish sentence since I'm pretty curious ay e

Thank youu ahhhh I have no idea how times I’ve said thank you this week o///o

Uhh Rød grød med fløde? that’s sorta like the go-to when people ask danes to say something in danish

[zicofox]

Rules: answer 30 questions then tag 20 blogs you would like to know better.

tagged by @alittlebitblockbbias thank you!!!

1. Nicknames: some people call me melon/melonie these days bc my name is melanie and it disturbs me greatly, but i try to roll with it

2. Gender: female

3. Star sign: Taurus

4. Height: very smol, 1,58cm

5. Time: almost 11 pm

6. Birthday: May 14th

7. favorite bands: i have a lot, but if we’re talking kpop, it’s Block B

8. favorite solo artists: Park Jimin/Jamie Park (15&) is forever the love of my life, queen of my heart

9. Song stuck in my head: Inferiority Complex with Park Kyung feat. Eunha and idek why, i haven’t listened to it recently at all

10. Last movie watched: Stephen King’s I.T (even tho its technically a two part tv series but shh) ((btw is anyone else excited for the new one bc i am))

11. Last show watched: Neon Genesis Evangelion

12. When did i create my blog: This blog is only a little over a year old. It’s actually i sideblog that i share with a friend, but she’s never active bc she’s too busy being an adult, so it’s really just me who runs the blog. Also my main blog is @fennecin so if that blog is following you, we’re actually mutuals cool right haha

13. What do i post: absolute garbage

14. Last thing googled: Fever. I was taking care of a sick friend n needed info

15. do you have other blogs: i have 4

16. Do you get asks: nah

17. Why did u choose your url: bc jiho is the cutest fox, duh

18. Following: way too many, i want to punch myself in the face whenever i look at the numbers

19. Followers: 27 lmao I APPRECIATE YOU

20. Favorite colors: Yellow. I like green and purple too, and pink is my special weakness

21. Average hours of sleep: like 10??? and it’s awful? I just can’t stop sleeping ya’ll

22. Lucky number: numbers are math and i don’t like that, all numbers are cursed

23. Instruments: huh

24. What am I wearing: im wearing shorts and a The Hobbit t-shirt, just being my own gross self

25. How many blankets I sleep with: one

26. Dream job: idk m8 i just want to sleep lmao

27. Dream trip: just take me to Japan and leave me there, it’s fine

28. Favorite food: Sushi

29. Nationality: uh, I’m from Denmark. Rød grød med fløde, ya’ll

30. Favorite song now: aaa??? I like music i don’t know. I’ve been really into hip hop lately tho

 I’m tagging two blogs that followed me the other day, n i thought that was rly nice so here we go @pyosunshine @onetrip33

[messymindmessydash]

1, 9 & 15💖

1. Favourite place in our country?

Mhmm, thats a tough question. I have to say the beaches. We are a Coast country, so you only have to drive like 45 mins then youre at a beach/water

9. Which of your neighbouring countries would you like to visit most/know better

Thats also tough 😅 bc of the competition between Sweden and Norway, i gonna say Germany

15. A saying, joke or hermetic meme that only people from your country will get

So when danish people meet someone who isnt from Denmark, we always try to get them to say 'Rød Grød med Fløde' bc it has the letter 'Ø' in it. Its quite funny hearing people trying to pronounce it 😂 it means Red Porridge with Cream' and its a dish 😅😂

Thanks so much for your ask and the questions Lia 😊🥰🥰

[irokthekitchen]

Have I ever told you that I’m a huge fan of Children’s Literature?  Well, I am.  I have this dream of one day illustrating a children’s book and…yeah…lemme get right on that (career change much?), but I digress.  It could happen!

Some of my favorites have the simplest messages that hit adults more than the kids sometimes,  I think.  And some, like the one I found at the Omaha Public Library, have a treasure trove of…. recipes!  Who knew a children’s book called “A Fine Dessert” housed a wonderful, simple recipe in the back?  I didn’t…until I picked the book up and read it cover to cover.

The artwork is what first caught my eye.  Written by Emily Jenkins and beautifully illustrated by Sophie Blackall, this book, in my opinion, has Caldecott Medal written all over it.  It does however, spark some controversy, as stated in this NPR article HERE, but you’ll have to read the book for yourself to form your own opinion on these matters.

What I love is that the story covers four centuries of history in making the same dessert, and the ever-evolving technology needed to do so.  Take for example, this assortment of vintage whisks!

A classic treat is a treat for a reason–it takes time, effort, and money to create.  Sugar wasn’t always available, or it was expensive!  A cool place wasn’t always available, or it was expensive!  Same goes for readily available, quality ingredients.  Dessert may have only been for the elite a few hundred years ago, but today it seems that sugar is more accessible than it ever was before, making it a prime choice for even those in poverty.    What are your thoughts?

Anyhow, let me introduce you to this fantastic, yet simple, yummy dessert recipe called blackberry fool.   The word fool itself is has history behind it, explained here in this wiki link:

  And now for a few mouthwatering pictures:

Yes I know those are raspberries atop this wonderful fluff, but I assure you the purple stuff is good ol’ plain mashed blackberries.  The fluff–genuine hand beaten whipped cream, and that’s about it!  Whomever started the berries and cream obsession got one thing right–and that’s a combo of flavors.  See, even this guy knows what’s up:

Speaking of berries and cream —- did you know that strawberries and whipped cream is a very popular and classic dish in Denmark?  I had it while I was over there for a choir tour in college probably a dozen times.  I could not pronounce it for you if my life depended on it, but it’s spelled like this:

Rød Grød Med Fløde

See, here’s proof with a ten year old picture!

I found a recipe on this lovely Danish recipe blog that calls for it being a little more pudding like, but what I had in Denmark was literally ice cream, strawberries and whipped cream.  So simple, and so good.  The dairy in Europe is unlike any I’ve ever had.  I would also love to try Ireland’s milk, cream and butter next.  Oh my roots are showing….

  On to the recipe!

  You will need: 

A food processor

A medium bowl

Silicon or wooden spoon

A sieve, or mesh strainer

Measuring cup

Electric Mixer

Large mixing bowl

Small serving dishes –  I used tea cups!

Ingredients:  I included the page right out of the book but I will add the text too, for accessibility sake!

  2 1/2 cups fresh blackberries (Other berries will do–but the fool won’t be such a nice  purple color; frozen berries will work, through fresh are nicer.)

1/2 cup sugar, divided in two

1 teaspoon vanilla

1 1/2 cups heavy whipping cream

Directions:  * Find an adult to cook with you    I love this part 

Mash the berries with a potato masher or a large fork.  If you’ve got a food processor, you can use that.

With clean hands, press the crushed berries through a sieve to remove the seeds.

Sprinkle the fruit with 1/4 cup of the sugar.  Stir.

In a separate bowl, mix together the remaining 1/4 cup of sugar, the vanilla and the cream.

Using a whisk or whatever kind of beater you have, whip the mixture until you have soft peaks, but not stiff ones.

Fold the sugared berries into the whipped cream.  Taste to see if it’s sweet enough. Add more sugar if you need it.  There should be streaks of white and purple.

Refrigerate for 3 hours or more.

Eat!  And don’t forget to lick the bowl.

I’ve included a few process shots here so you can get a good idea of how I made it:

Also, if you’ve never made real whipped cream, be warned—beat on high, but stop every 30 seconds or so and dip your beaters out of the cream to see if peaks form.  If you over do it you’ll have butter! Mine took about 2-3 minutes to perfect.   Just some advice!

  I must say, this delightful little recipe will surely please young and old in your house.  And it’s certainly not hard to do although it takes a little elbow grease at times.  I can assure you it’s well worth the effort!  And certainly it is easier and faster to make now than in the 1700’s!

Enjoy!

-K

Blackberry Fool Have I ever told you that I'm a huge fan of Children's Literature?  Well, I am.  I have this dream of one day illustrating a children's book and...yeah...lemme get right on that (career change much?), but I digress.