Reykjavík Grapevine - 29.07.2016, Blaðsíða 55

Reykjavík Grapevine - 29.07.2016, Blaðsíða 55
 Hverfisgata 12 · 101 Reykjavík Tel. +354 552 15 22 · www.dillrestaurant.is Lífið er saltfiskur #109 Dill is a Nordic restaurant with its focus on Iceland, the pure nature and all the good things coming from it. It does not matter if it’s the ingredients or the old traditions, we try to hold firmly on to both. There are not many things that make us happier than giving life to old traditions and forgotten ingredients with modern technique and our creative mind as a weapon. 1 0 1 Ó Ð I N S T O R G R E Y K J A V Í K Í S L A N D S N A P S B I S T R O . I S s n a p s b i s t r o @ s n a p s b i s t r o . i s + 3 5 4 5 1 1 6 6 7 7 F R E N C H O N I O N S O U P I c e l a n d i c Í s b ú i c h e e s e , c r o û t o n s 2 . 3 0 0 . k r M O U L E S M A R I N I È R E S s t e a m e d m u s s e l s f r o m B r e i ð a f j ö r ð u r 2 . 1 0 0 . k r F I S H O F T H E D A Y c h e f ´ s s p e c i a l 3 . 6 0 0 . k r E s t . 2 0 1 2R e y k j a v i k Restaurants Find the best food in Iceland! Download our free dining app, CRAVING on the Apple and Android stores Suburban Foraging Pokémon Go For Foodies And The Phoneless The only thing missing from Póke- mon Go is the ability to eat what you catch. Pókemon are only de- tectable with two senses, sight and sound, and you need a smart- phone for that. Without smell, taste, and touch, you still feel like you’re inside something, protected from something. Adventures into nature should envelop you com- pletely. The hunter must use all her senses to track her prey. What if I told you that you could find rare and delicious treats around your neighbourhood? That you could capture them and eat them fresh, or preserve them by drying or pick- ling and have them all year round? What if you could do all this for free and without 4G? Ragnar Eiriksson, the head chef at Dill Restaurant (winner of Best Place To Get A Fancy Meal in our recent Best of Reykjavík awards), has spent many years foraging for fresh herbs and wild mushrooms. Since working at Dill, Ragnar has foraged on his way to work from his neighbourhood in Grafarholt. “I basically grew up around here. It’s my neighbourhood. I would bi- cycle to work most days and stop every time I saw something,” says Ragnar while pulling out his pock- et knife. “It ended up being a long commute.” Ragnar bends over and takes a clipping of hundasúra, sheep’s sor- rel. He hands me a leaf. “You can always tell if it’s [Sheep Sorrel] or not by the leaves. They have a little dovetail near the stem and they taste like rhubarb.” “What if you make a mistake while foraging?” I ask knowing I will try and duplicate his guidance to almost anyone who walks with me from now on. “Well, we’re lucky in Iceland. Most things can’t kill you. They’ll just taste bad,” he says with a grin raising his beard. “In Norway, a few people die a year eating the wrong stuff when foraging.” Herbs like angelica, arctic thyme and sheep’s sorrel can be found in almost any field or backyard in Iceland. You can use them fresh or pickle them or dry them. Also, you can check the rosebushes around town and if the pedals are loose and about to fall off from the wind, collect a big bag of them. You can boil those with water and sugar and make a rosewater or rose syrup to make a sorbet. While picking arctic thyme in the rocks above the bay in Grafar- holt, Ragnar decides he wants to find some succulent plants called blálilja, or oyster plant, which should be closer to the water. “They should be just down here,” he says, leading the way. Just then, two young boys’ heads pop out of a bush of Angelica, look- ing at us quizzically and raising their phones to their faces. “They probably think we’re look- ing for Pókemon,” I say to Ragnar. “We’re not… close though!” We make one more stop on our way back to Dill. There’s a bunch of lovage growing around the Danish Embassy. “The problem with foraging downtown is drunk people might have pissed on the plants,” Rag- nar says stoically. “I often try to go through my memories and think… ’have I ever pissed here?’ Because if I have, probably everyone has. You can just rinse it off, though, and try not to think about it.” SHARE: gpv.is/nah Words YORK UNDERWOOD Photo ART BICNICK
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