Mexican food in Iceland

In honor of Cinco de Mayo, and the swine flu news, I have been thinking about Mexico. I have been to Mexico 6 or 7 times, twice when I was a kid with my parents, a few times before I was 21, to party in Tijuana, and then on my first honeymoon. Each and every trip is filled with a paradoxical mix of intense memories, the beauty and the pain of Mexico. Not a few of these experiences (the sensitive ought cover their ears now) ended in puking, including unfortunately, my honeymoon (the waitstaff at the fancy restaurant was NOT pleased). Or when I was a kid, the memory of how shockingly poor people who lived so close to me were, and are. One little girl riding a tricycle with only two wheels, and yet happy. 

I have been to three Mexican restaurants in Iceland, the food always pretty mediocre, but at least Tapas Bar has enough atmosphere to give some hint of the real place.  

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