My sister-in-law, Miriam, is (of course) Danish. I was recounting to my mother yesterday how one of Miriam's culinary specialties is 'mousse'. She makes wonderful mousse. Previously, I had tasted her lemon mousse, and on this weekend's visit, she made blood orange mousse. Anyway, I was simply raving to mum about her 'mousse recipe' but we spent half the conversation talking at cross purposes because she had assumed, given the Scandinavian connection that I meant 'moose recipes!' I think it was only when I got to 'blood orange' that the penny dropped!