Places and ice cream

I was on my way to a place I know rather well from my home which I, you know, know rather well too. And I decided to take a short cut and turned a corner, only to find myself in a place I didn’t know existed at all, was uncommonly pretty and looked nothing like anywhere in Oslo.

Anne and I made ice cream out of orange juice and frozen raspberries, red currant and bananas. It was so so tasty.