We ventured out at about 7 NY time, 11 Iceland time... Took a taxi back into the city, ate at an elegant place that had caught our eye earlier, the Fish Market restaurant, seafood-Asian fusion cuisine. Three Brits at the next table were merrily discussing Zaireapos;s currency back in the 1970s, some units of which were fractions of a US penny. No one else in the place. Jonathan had a cod and lobster "hot pot" with green noodles and lime leaves; I had the "maki mania," 3 kinds, the best sushi rolls I ever tasted in my life. Some sort of smoked fish really made them delicious. We walked back in the gentle rain through quiet shop-lined streets. The full moon had been enormous and bright, was now misty.
anthropology of religion.
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