Sigh, I’m feeling a bit defeated.
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All the cold and all the walking definitely got us hungry. We had worked up an appetite for sure. We were on the hunt to see what Iceland had to offer in the way of local food.
My friend and her now-husband had gone there and told us to find this hot dog stand. Yes, hot dogs. You’d think – nothing can beat Costco hot dogs (for my West Coast friends) or Zweigels (for my Upstate NY friends) but these were nothing like I had ever had in a hot dog.
In 29 degree weather, Bæjarins Beztu Pylsur, this tiny little stand that two workers could fit inside delivers an amazing lamb hot dog with chopped onions, crispy fried onions, Icelandic ketchup, mustard and mayo. Sounds gross or at least different but let me tell you – a year later I am still craving these bad boys. I’d be happy to eat these every day on a trip to Reykjavik.
Near Bæjarins Beztu Pylsur the concert hall, the Harpa is located on the bay. It’s beautiful glass honeycomb architecture was breathtaking against the frozen backdrop. It is a concert hall – there wasn’t anything playing while we were in town. Though, we did come back later that night to see it changing colors.
Luckily our hotel was smack in the town center, a short, crisp jaunt to both of these gems.