Soft bun, a snappy tasty dog, and the combination of raw and crunchy onions is a great mix, but the Icelandic mustard is just too sweet and distinctly lacking in kick for my taste. The best in town they might be, and given the Bill Clinton seal of approval, but they’re not the best in the world. Next time I’ll bring some Colmans! Still, for 2 quid they might just be the cheapest eat in Reykjavik
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Off for a bit of culture at Harpa tonight…
