cold smoked in Reykjavik, breast, and it tasted more or less like fish. Little did I know that I will see them again on cereal boxes, and then on SP. Maybe we should have stuck with :P hakarl instead...
Our local host was doing the ordering and the only reason I still remember this appetizer so many years later is because of this "Wow, it wasn't a fish?" kind of surprise. Unfortunately it was a tight-schedule business trip so we never got to see the countryside. The "city anthropology" was pretty amazing too, though :)
"Got tight last night on absinthe and did knife tricks. Great success shooting the knife into the piano. The woodworms are so bad and eat hell out of all furniture that you can always claim the woodworms did it."