When it comes to licorice, there’s no middle ground. There are believers, like me, who salivate at the mere thought of the strong, dark confection. And then there are haters who can’t understand why anyone would eat something that looks like tar and makes their eyes water. Iceland is full of believers. Years of restrictions… Continue reading Six Places in Reykjavik for Licorice: Love it or Hate It
Kirsten Harrington 