Lakselv, Norway – June 29, 2016
Today’s Miles: 7.8
Total Miles: 150.6
Oddbjørn stacks the king crab legs in segments, showing me the difference between the big one caught in the deep ocean and the smaller ones caught in the fjords. The same joint is almost twice as long.
“A big, big one!” he says holding his arms wide to show the length of the full crab.
His eyes sparkle, delighting in the knoby, armored plates like they delighted in the fillets of cod and the huge salmon he showed me yesterday.
He stacks the legs one by one into a pan of salt on the stove. The dark purple shells turn red in the heat.
His enthusiasm is infectious. I can see why Asfrid fell in love with him many years ago. She was teaching and had to take a ship home because the roads had closed.
Oddbjørn was cooking on that ship.
He is still cooking today. When I asked him if cooking was how he won Asfrid’s heart he smiled at me.
“Have I got it?” he said, laughing.
I’m sure he does because Asfrid told me the secret to happiness was to give and I think she gave her heart to Oddbjørn a long time ago, but not for the cooking, but because he is the kind of man who asks that question, “have I got it?”
That’s his true secret, there in the question, the truth that you can never take a heart for granted, that you should always try to win it, from the day they met on the ship to now, day by day, moment by happy moment.