Picked Herring, from an unexpected bar
An acquaintance pointed me to a tiny hamlet far north of Orlando, Mount Dora, where there is, of all things, an Icelandic bar. It has a lot of beers that are hard to find, and some strange food.
I know very little of Icelandic food, but I'm trying to keep my mind young by immediately saying "yes" to things that sound weird, so I had to go.