When I first came to Norway, I went on a jamming spree and, given that most of my cookbooks were British, spent a great deal of time wishing that greengages and damsons grew wild here and missing the blackberries (charmingly called bjørnebær, or bear-berries, in Norwegian) that so marked my childhood in Pacific Canada. Still, our summer bounty is hardly one to disdain — cherries and currants (black and red) from the garden and raspberries, blueberries and lingonberries from the woods!

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