Atlantica - 01.05.2007, Síða 36

“Iceland!” exclaimed the man. “Are you here
with Eliza then?”
He was one of the people who had submitted
recommendations on the city. Kurt, an American
who has lived in Gothenburg for five years with
his Swedish partner and their two children, chat-
ted with me for 15 minutes about his adopted
town. Then I continued with another of his culi-
nary suggestions:
Saluhallen Market has fresh produce with a num-
ber of small local restaurants inside. Across the
street, you can find some of the legendary ‘meat-
ball’ diners. One is called Köttbullar Källare, or the
Meatball Cellar. – Kurt
If my appetite had already been satiated by a
gargantuan cinnamon bun, it was about to be
further challenged by another of the city’s great
dishes – meatballs. Kurt had suggested I go to the
Meatball Cellar, at 127 years probably the city’s
oldest restaurant, to sample this popular lunch-
time food.
The Meatball Cellar does have one or two
other items on its small menu, but those queu-
ing at the long counter at the restaurant’s far end
were mostly after one thing. Patrons had a choice
between two, three or four meatballs, served with
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