butikken

anonymous asked:

Den kjensla når du ser nokon du kjenner på butikken og finn ut at Wasa sin nye sandwhich med yoghurt smak har 428 kalorier og at pakken er mykje meir interesserande enn kva resten av butikken er.

ja merkelig hvordan du ser en mildt bekjent på butikken og hvordan Norwegian Anxiety™ plutselig kicker inn 500% og bruksanvisningen på Mr. Lee-pakken plutselig ble veldig spennende!!!!!!

anonymous asked:

Hi Ingrid! I know you're not a Norwegian teacher buuut you explain very well so I'll bother you with this if it's okay. I'm learning Norwegian and I'm understanding most of things but I can't get when to use 'da' and when to use 'når' to say 'when'. Like, I've already read "Da jeg var liten..." but also read like "Når jeg ser Skam..." Can you help me with this?

Yes! It can be tricky at first but just remember the thumb rule “den gang da, hver gang når”

“That time DA, every time NÅR”
Many Norwegians struggle with this as well haha.
But generally, if you’re talking about something that happened it’s Da.
Da jeg kunne gå, dro jeg hjem / when I could leave, I went home
Jeg stemte da jeg ble atten / I voted when I turned eighteen
Da hun ankom, begynte vi å lete / When she arrived, we started searching


And if you’re talking about something that happens regularly, it’s Når

Når bikkja mi stikker av, løper jeg etter / When my dog runs away, I run after
Når jeg er på butikken kjøper jeg ofte tyggis / When I’m at the store, I often buy gum
Vi dro alltid når han kom / We always left when he came

So if you remember the rule, it’s generally very easy!

Vi har ikke spist mad i MANGE timer. Klokken var 00:30 og vi skulle lave spaghetti Carbonara til middag. MEN vi mangler mælk (!!) Vi kører rundt og ender på en tankstation, som desværre er lukket. Ud af det blå kommer en mand, og vi spørger ham, om han tilfældigvis har en mælk. Han låser butikken op og henter en mælk til os, gratis!! Vi giver ham en plade chokolade. Lige pludselig er han væk og vi kan finally få vores middag 😍😍😍

I spent the better part of a year in Norway during 2009 and 2010. I stayed in Kjelsaas, an upperclass suburb on the outskirts of Oslo, leading up the side of a mountain. This is one of the groceries I went to all of the time! It was either this, Rimi, or Coop, or if they were all closed, a gas station for late night munchies when my friend was high as balls. This one was probably the nicest option, and the largest. Not that it was particularly large, because grocery stores in Noway are tiny in comparison to the Canadian stores I’m used to.

THEY ONLY HAD TWO KINDS OF PEANUT BUTTER

Bonus: So I visited London on one of my breaks in early 2010 and was amazed to find a Spar while wandering around the theatre district. It was much more of a convenience store than a grocery, though. Also, there was a Tim Hortons in it. I took a photograph of the Spar and Tim Hortons signs together. It seemed too absurd to me not to.

I still have some dried seaweed left from my London visit. Souvenirs! I’m bad at souvenirs. I have a program for Waiting for Godot. That’s about it.