Skip to comments.Can of fermented fish, stuck in roof eave, is raising a cabin's roof
Posted on 02/11/2014 5:42:30 AM PST by JoeProBono
TRYSIL, Norway, A 25-year-old can of fermented herring is swelling in the eaves of a Norwegian cabin and is literally raising the roof, its owner said.
Cabin owner Inge Haugen said the forgotten can of "surstromming," an odorous Swedish delicacy left over from a 1990 party, is stuck in the eaves of his Trysil home and the bulging container has raised his roof 2 centimeters (about 4/5 inch).
"We had three cans. We ate two and my husband took the third and put it up under the roof because we had eaten enough. Then he forgot about it," Bjorg Haugen said. "There's going to be a gruesome smell."
News of a "disarmament" of the can set for Feb. 18, involving fermented herring expert Ruben Madsen of Sweden's Surstomming Academy, has caused hundreds of people to notify Haugen they intend to watch in person, the Swedish news website TheLocal.se reported.
"There are going to be more people here than there were at Barack Obama's inauguration," Haugen said with a laugh.
Madsen, though, said the aging can poses no risk to the public.
"There really isn't any risk of an explosion. Some fermented herring might come spurting out when we open it, and yes, it will smell," Madsen explained.
Are things really so slow in Norway that opening a can of rotted fish will draw a crowd?
quisling eponym: a traitor who collaborates by serving in the invaders puppet government
How drunk was her husband that he thought the perfect place to store surstromming was under the eaves?
And......wait for it......a Norwegian who went over to the Nazis.
Take it out and shoot the can with a .357. I love shooting swollen cans.
I bought a can of fresh crab meat from the deli and instead of putting in the fridge, put it in the pantry. About a week to ten days later I had the good fortune of finding it. The can was doubled and about to burst at the seams. I delicately picked it up like picking up a bomb...and carried it out side. I then threw it into the lake behind our house. Just before the can hit the water it exploded.
The Lutefisk Wars
Perfect food to honor Black Heritage Month. No one can say you are “reicis” if you do it. Can’t use fried chicken or watermelon anymore!
Black pudding blood sausage.
Reminds me of a story I read awhile back. Couple divorcing, bitter fight over house, one of them got creative( whoever lost the house, I forget) and packed the hollow curtain rods with seafood. The stink drove the winning spouse crazy, nothing worked to deodorize the house. Eventually they found the cause. NOTHING stinks like rotting seafood.Evil but brilliant revenge.