Eating Along The Way: My Food Travels
Hi, my name is Huna and I was born in 1906 into a big Scandinavian family that loved to cook. I remember our family gatherings where my grandparents, parents, uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters, and cousins would all come and bring amazing dishes and we would have magnificent, marvelous feasts. I remember waking up in the morning and smelling all the amazing foods that my mother, Valka, was making for the day. She would be up all night slaving away at soups and sauces. I remember my grandfather eating so much that he would fall into a food coma and would stay asleep for hours. I would help my mother make butter cookies, my aunt with her beet soup, and my grandmother roll her fabulous swedish meatballs. This is where my love for my cooking began.