So my first trip of any substance went Oslo-Bergen this saturday, and back the following day. In excess of 500 km each way of twisties, mountains and fjords. At lunch-time saturday I happened upon a place that looked promising for lunch. They had their own furnace-style self-service bakery in a small shed:
...and where presumably they baked the buns for this:
They apologized they didn't have burgers ready made so they had to take a few extra minutes to make this one fresh. I didn't mind.
