We went to a cafeteria by the docks. Authentic, smoke-filled. It was after lunch so we grabbed dessert and coffee. We found a 20-year-old letter from Gourmet magazine on the wall asking for their Curried Lobster recipe. Unclear how ironic it was intended to be.
The only mobster in Iceland, cutting deals for dill-laced gravlax.
The harbor in afternoon.
The third coffee refill still isn't doing much for Chris. I'm having carrot cake.
Then took a great trip to the public pool at Laugardalur (in REYK). Two outdoor hot tubs, waterslide, olympic pool. All heated year round by, wait for it, the earth. Interesting social third place for people -- every age group was hanging out, doing laps, and running around the pool.
