This recipe was inspired by a Facebook comment from my great friend Oriana. I used to spend most Sundays in her house. We played, laughed, and dreamed about starting a band. We played outside with her cousin. We went to the shops to buy bread, ham, and milk for afternoon tea. We wrote silly things. Dad picked me up when I was tired, well fed and happy. Oriana left school to move to Tacna (city in the South of Perú) with her family and one day she decided to move to Norway – and became a great writer and cook in the process. “Naturally”, the only way we can keep…