In the wake of the economic meltdown, food in Iceland is affordable, though still on the expensive side. But Grandma gave us some travel money, so we just decided: this is our first big vacation in 3 years, and we're making the most of it. Thanks, Grandma! It would be a pity to make it all the way to Iceland and not try the puffin. Or the whaley-whales. Or the lammykins.
We will come to those. But first an overview. We were in Iceland for 8 days. That means I am a certified Iceland expert. I have seen everything. I have eaten everything. I even know how to pronounce Eyjafjallajokull.
By contrast, we were in England for 5 days. Therefore I have seen almost none of England and am not even qualified to pronounce "pasty," although I did eat a "brace" of them (assuming that applies to something other than quail, pictures forthcoming). But since most of our readers are essentially Brits, my ignorance will probably make this more interesting. A brace of pasties, he says! Rhymes with tasty, he says! Wait, is "tasty" still "tasty" in England?
I'm sure the French would say no. But the Vongsafood Fren-shhhhhh policy is in full force, so they don't get a say. English food is delicious, period
This would be a good stopping point for the intro, but since I promised each post would have some food in it, I am forced to contradict my previous sentence with a non-example. Let's call this "doughnut" the exception that proves the rule:
It isn't really fair since donuts aren't British food. But I've been warned that they haven't exactly figured them out, so I was curious. What could possibly be so wrong with this? I mean, really, how bad could a doughnut be? From the outside, it looks like a normal jelly donut. But on closer inspection, it is clearly misspelled. It should be called a "donot," as in do not buy this sorry excuse for a donut. The dough was just...dry...and the jam was so runny that it kind of exploded on my face. At least Chris got a good laugh out of it.
Incidentally, "Jam Doughnut!" makes a really good minced oath. Try it! Put on your best Papagrumps impression. JAM DOUGHNUT! I'm going to start using that.
But let me say that my spirit when traveling -- which I really do hold to -- is that I'm always glad to have tried something, whether or not it turns out to be good. This was a truly mind-expanding experience. It was bad in ways I couldn't possibly have anticipated, it was literally worse than every donut I have ever eaten in my entire life. And the truly bizarre thing, I come to realize, is that it looks exactly like a delicious donut from the outside, but on the inside it possesses none of the requisite parts that make a donut delicious. England has perfected the cargo cult donut!
But evidently, perhaps as a sheer testament to the incredible awesomeness of donuts, this Worst Of All Donuts was still better than not eating. I finished the whole thing.