No matter what I do those darn Norwegians are everywhere. It was enough that I spent a good share of my career working in the Sons of Norway Building. Now I discover that Oregon is overrun with Norski types too!
In Lincoln City, the Viking Motel was a trendy tourist destination–see the ferocious statue of Eric the Red.
Then in Bandon, I cheerily lunched on some awesome fresh fish and chips–at a Norwegian fish house.
Lastly, I had a delightful salmon salad for dinner at “The Crazy Norwegian”.
Uff Da!!
Postscript: I also had a terrific chocolate chip cookie.
tourdetom 
Glad your eating well, tho I was not to concerned that you wouldn’t.
This looks like a Vikings fan. Glad you are experiencing some reminders of the “old country!” (aka Minnesota)
You will never escape the Norwegian’s, we are everywhere! And now part of the family! 🙂
Melissa,
As you know the Norskis raped and pillaged Ireland for centuries so I am sure we (Irish side) are your kindred brethren.
I am I Gold Beach eating lunch at Rollin in the Dough.
Hope you are doing well!