Þorrablót

Pronounced "Thorabloat", roll your "r". Sheep´s head (including the eyes and teeth), ram´s tongue, ram´s testicals, shark meat with the strong smell of ammonia....all this and a couple of similar traditional icelandic yummies – rather odd for American tastebuds, including mine – are being relished during this special time of the year starting in the middle of January and lasting for a month. I am pretty sure most teenagers and their younger counterparts balk at most of it nowadays.

Stefán had some of this menu at school today. He claimed that he spit the shark out after tasting it, but then told his Pabbi that he swallowed it. I'll have to ask his teacher on Monday! Viking hats were also made by the kids. They asked the kids to wear 'natural wool colored' sweaters and socks. When I arrived for pickup, the kids were sitting quietly, listening to two older women explain their traditional Icelandic dresses (very similar to the beautiful dress Elsa made herself and wore at our wedding). At the end they all sang a song and I carefully watched Stefán, who sang right along.