It was a near life-long desire to travel to Iceland. The Brendan Voyage was an odd inspiration! To celebrate my 30th, Claire and I attempted a surprise visit to Haukur and his family in July '08. Although our arrival turned out to be not so surprising, we spent an incredible week in Rejkavik and its surrounds. We were welcomed by the Stefansson family with freshly caught wild salmon and two legs of Icelandic lamb spitted on the BBQ. I have always taken great pride in extoling the virtues of Irish lamb, but in fairness to the Icelanders they raise fierce sheep meat.
Later into our trip we rented a car for a day to tour the sights just beyond Rejkavik. After a morning of driving we settled on finding Fjorubordid restaurant in the little fishing village of Stokkseyri, south of the Capital. Fjorubordid turns up in many locals tourist lists and rightly so. Although quite the trek out of the city, the lobster soup fulfilled all my expectations. The views, the peace and quiet and the friendliness of the staff all helped too.
Tips
- Do not be upset by the small size of the lobster. The much colder northern water keep the lobster shorter and arguably sweeter!
- If you have no inclination to travel from Rejkavik (although that would be wrong) Saegreifinn down on the quays make an excellent lobster soup too. We didn't try the whale skewers.
What....no puffin???
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