Zuhrah Torsk Club

The Zuhrah Torsk Club meets for friendship and dinner on the first Wednesday evening of most months at the Zuhrah Shrine Center. Participation is open to all members of Zuhrah, and is made up of couples, singles, widows and their guests. The evening begins at 6 p.m. with a social hour. Herring and flatbread are passed while the typical pale Norwegian dinner is served at 7 p.m. Large portions of Torsk (baked Cod with melted butter) are served, along with boiled potatoes and cole slaw. Torsk is typically referred to as "the poor man’s lobster." A large pail of ice in the center of each table holds a bottle of Aquavit (available for a buck a shot) and several bottles of Norwegian beer, both of which are there for anyone who wants to indulge. The evening is filled with good fellowship and conversation, sprinkled heavily with lots of jokes. The Torsk Club supports the activities of Zuhrah by participating in the Shrine Circus advertising program.

Please join us for a fun-filled evening of traditional Norwegian fare!

2005 Officers

Title	Name	E-mail
President	Robert F. Papas	bobpapas@spacestar.com
Sec/Treas	John N. Beaver	birdgrass@earthlink.net

Here is the club song:

"O Lutefisk"

("Sung to the tune of "O Tannenbaum")

O Lutefisk … O Lutefisk … how fragrant your aroma
O Lutefisk … O Lutefisk … You put me in a coma.
Yor smell so strong … you look like glue
You taste yust like an overshoe
But Lutefisk … come Saturday
I tink Ill eat you anyvay.

O Lutefisk … O Lutefisk … I put you by the door vay
I vanted you to ripen up … yust like dey do in Norway
A dog came by and sprinkled you … I hit him vid an army shoe
O Lutefisk … now I suppose
I’ll eat you as I hold my nose.

O Lutefisk … O Lutefisk … how vell I do remember
On Christmas Eve how we’d receive … our big treat of December
It vasn’t turkey or fried ham.. it vasn’t even pickled spam
My mudder knew dere vas no risk.
In serving buttered lutefisk.

O Lutefisk … O Lutefisk ... now everyone discovers
Dat Lutefisk and lefse make … Norvegians better lovers
Now all da world can have a ball … you’re better dan dat Yeritol
O Lutefisk … vid brennevin
You make me feel like Errol Flynn.