One of the little things that I love about winter in Norway is the prevalence of fireplaces and wood stoves in the houses and apartments. You might think this is because I can curl up next to the fire when we visit friends, and it reminds me of the old farmhouses of Indiana (i.e. the Liggits’ and the Inabnitts’). This is partly true.
But the real reason I love this is that it means the chimneys are all sending wafts of wood smoke out into the city! I love the smell of wood smoke, and it always fills me with a feeling of coziness! There’s nothing like walking down a residential street in the evening and suddenly breathing in that delicious aroma. It’s even better when it’s unexpected! After all, (as a non-Norwegian) a downtown apartment block isn’t really a place that makes you think of smoldering logs and wood smoke!