I love me a good burger! I’m talking Five Guys in a paper back with fresh cut fries style. Although there are many tasty food delicacies I have grown to love in Iceland (Vinarbrauð for example) it’s not always easy to come by a burger of Five Guys quality. About a month ago I went out to lunch with an Icelandic friend of mine who lived in the states for a long time and we hit up a little burger joint right by the school we go to for language class. I was quite pleased with the burger and tore into it like a well-trained carnivore.
Somewhere in the midst of the fury I remember my friend saying something like, “I have had to get used to eating burgers with a knife and fork again now that I am back in Iceland.” I looked down at my empty plate and thought…fork,knife?…I didn’t even see those…well…haha…looky there. Yesterday I went to the same place with the same friend and ordered the same burger. Before I was overcome by my instincts I noticed a fork and knife and picked them up. It was unnatural and difficult for me, but I managed to eat the whole thing without touching it with my hands. I just wanted to let you know it can be done, but only with extreme discipline. And for those of you keeping track, I give 3 sporks to Vitabar for a nice lunchtime burger experience