Eating our way through Reykjavík
Monday, December 05, 2016
There is not a lot of food which I would consider off limits and I find that food is part of one's identity and culture. I always found food fascinating and once it was determined that I was headed to Iceland for Thanksgiving break, I started reading up.
I conducted research online through reading New York Times: 36 Hours in Reykjavík, talking to friends who visited Iceland before me and reading food tour reviews on Trip Advisor.
I ended up picking Wake up Reykjavík for a Saturday excursion and met my food guide, Marin, in front of the Harpa along with other guests from Australia, Singapore, Tasmania and the US.
Lamb soup at Íslenski Barínn |
Ostabúðin sampler |
Since our group was about 10 people, there was enough for seconds and didn't waste anytime having a second helping of Icelandic brie. It was so creamy that it melted in my mouth.
Ostabúðin Delicatessen |
I knew eating out in Iceland would blow a budget but was surprised Artic char was cheaper to eat than in the U.S.!
Rye bread ice cream at Café Lokki |
I am a fiend for ice cream but was surprised that I was completely satisfied by one serving.
While we ate our ice cream, Marin explained the mural of the Norse gods and the creation of Iceland. It was interesting to listen to folklore and mythology then looking out the window to see Hallgrimskirkja. It definitely made picturesque moment!
Once everyone finished their ice cream and walked towards Alþingshúsið, otherwise known as Parliament House, Marin explained that during the banking collapse people threw eggs and Skyr. There is a little square near Alþingshúsið where people congregate for concerts or protest such as Free the Nipple, where Icelandic women showed up topless for gender equality.
Alþingshúsið |
Bacchus rules the streets of Reykjavík |
Bacchus never goes home with owners but lives in any of the shops he finds suitable. He reminded me a little about the cats in Rome and how much Italians adored them but I think Bacchus just holds his own.
We didn't see any other cats roaming the streets but it was a cute story to tell.
Marin marvelously weaved so many different stories on our stops and it was nice to learn about different political events, local stories and folklore.
Our next stop would be Bæjarins Betzu Pylsur which translates into "Town's Best Sausages." I heard so much about the Icelandic hot dogs before my trip so I was curious to try it. Former President Clinton made it popular by stopping by and Anthony Bourdain publicized it on his show, No Reservations.
Marin provided a little background on how sausages were created but what made this hot dog special was the lamb mixed in with beef and pork. We arrived and saw the line was streaming around on to the road. She then provided us options to wait for 20 minutes after checking in with the vendor or moving on to the next destination.
Quite a few people were a bit chilly standing out in the cold so everyone agreed to walk to Sægreifinn which was near the harbor.
Sægreifinn is a cozy little spot and we crept up to the second floor which was nice and warm. As we situated ourselves around the table, Marin poured us glasses of water and began to tell us stories about elves and trolls that haunted Iceland. There are twelve elves and the only one I remembered was meat hooker who stole meat from your home. It was bit creepy and for some reason reminded me of Candy Man.
Lobster soup |
During this time, I spoke to a woman next to me who managed to see the Northern Lights and she showed me pictures on her camera phone. I was surprised she was able to capture them on her phone since I brought my DSLR specifically to capture them.
Chocolate rasberry mousse at Apotek |
Marin also let us know that Apotek had happy hour and had brennivín cocktail specials so I made a mental note to try it before I left. We had an option of tea, hot cocoa and coffee to go with our desserts and it was the perfect ending to the food tour. While we relished in delicious dessert, Marin provided more stories specifically Icelandic sagas. I became fascinated by one of the female warriors she discussed who cut of her left breast during battle. Unfortunately, I don't remember her name but overall, I had 3-4 hours of great company and delicious food to start off my Icelandic adventure!
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