As a child, I had an overwhelming curiosity about the (H)mong*. For the life of me, I could not figure out why, of all the places in the world they chose to resettle, they picked Minnesota. Frankly, I was a bit dumbfounded by this choice. Nothing against Minnesota, I still am a Minnesota girl...
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I’m from Minnesota but did not hear of Norwegian or Swedish egg coffee until long after I left that fair state. I was reminded of it again as I read, with interest, some of the impressions and posts of people attending the Minnesota State Fair. Folks I knew with a Norwegian ancestry swore that...
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