Your night, stop by stop
Kolaportið
We dig through Iceland's only proper flea market. Old wool sweaters, vinyl, fermented shark if we're brave.
Flatey Pizza
We share a thin, blistered Neapolitan pizza in Grandi. Order whatever the daily special is and split it.
Reykjavík Roasters
We finish with proper coffee at the Brautarholt branch. Quiet corner, slow conversation, no rush to leave.