What comes to mind when someone says Viking? Ham-fisted warriors raising a horn of mead in one hand and a leg bone of fowl in the other? Today’s post refines that view with a peek into long ago life in Lejre, Denmark. If my bone broth post dipped into the Sagas for its story, this Rose Hip Mead post is pure history. A View into the Past Harold Bluetooth made Roskilde the throne seat (capital) of Denmark in the 10th century. But,...

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If Grimm’s Fairy Tales gives you the shivers, try this scary Viking story. (Like to share? Click to tweet)   Once Upon a Dark Time…   There lived a Rus king, wealthy and powerful, a man blessed with daughters of rare beauty, Brynnhild and Bekkhild. All was well, save this: the common folk whispered of a giant watching in the woods, his evil eyes shining from the dark forest. King Hertrygg of the Rus sent warriors to find this...

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…Or Mead came from WHAT?  (click to tweet) Mead’s origins falls squarely between “ick and “odd.”  The honeyed wine began with Odin and a battle, of course.  Isn’t it ironic that the beverage that makes men wax poetic makes them bellicose as well? So, why not sit back and hear the latest tale of Odin… The Aesir gods (Odin’s faction) and the Vanir gods (dwarf faction) battled each other in yet...

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