By Joseph Christofferson I never liked lefse, never liked the way the sugar crunched against my teeth. You showed me how to put meat and cheese on it. People think I’m crazy for doing this. I guess their grandmothers didn’t know what you knew. Today my wife and I make our first batch. I have your griddle.  She rolls with her grandmother’s lefse pin.  I have been wanting to make lefse but couldn’t remember how. I made it with you so many times in your kitchen when I was young. The only advice I remember you giving was, “Until it looks right.” What exactly does right look like? I add flour to the bowl of prepared potatoes. Like you, I use my hands to…