Fiskidagur

My Danish friend and I just went to the fiskibúð here in Keflavík, the same one I used to go to with my grandmother when I was a child. Next door to the fiskibúð is the MiniMart, which sells only Polish products. It was not there when my grandmother was alive. I find comfort in this paradoxical mix of continuity and change over time.

Comments

Ko-Leen said…
I love those polish shops - the sausage and perogies are so good!
amanda said…
And the fish was delish, btw.

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