We always had lutefisk for Christmas dinner, after which Dad read from the Norwegian Bible.
Experience without theory is blind, but theory without experience is mere intellectual play.
My parents had an arranged marriage, as did so many other people when I was growing up. My father came and had a life in the United States one way and my mother had a different one, and I was very aware of those things. I continue to wonder about it, and I will continue to write about it.