In honour of Robyn's upcoming birthday (and for James just because he mentioned it earlier)...I ate it. I ate Hakarl.
I ate putrid rotting shark meat. Actually it wasn't as bad as I had feared. Although it was pretty damn bad.
Evidence, and dozens of newly uploaded Iceland photos, can be found here on Flickr.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
good on ya'!
now describe the taste (of the before and after variety!)
:x
Post a Comment