Nick with our grandson.
Irma stayed with me and spent the week at the old post office.
We didn't do much site seeing as they both really came here to spend time with Henry, Ross and Olga.
Color coordination by grandparents purely accidental.
I stayed behind and looked after Henry.
Olga, Irma and myself had a good long soak in the hot pots at Grettislaug on the Wednesday.
and the last day they were here we went for a drive to Holar where we had a beer at the beer club (Irma and Olga that is... I was the driver) and checked out the horse museum which I had not been through before.
old horse saddles, reins, stirrups etc
Old drawings by a 14 year old girl
Saddle making machine and other equipment
Iceland also did put on a little show for them...the day before they arrived it snowed and the mountains were white, plus on the night they arrived they saw a spectacular Aurora Borealis display.
In between the little bit of touristy stuff, we did extract as much info as we could from Irma and Nick re the traditional Italian foods that Ross remembers ever so fondly from his childhood.
One of the ones that we had no idea how it was made was Sfinges ....(or to spell...it is probably an old Italian dialect name, however if you click on the link someone else spells it this way, so that is good enough for me). Sfinges are basically fried pizza dough, we always ate them as is straight from the pot or later with salami, cheese etc, although on the internet I see many people sprinkle them with sugar...not the sort of food you want to eat all the time but on the odd occasion you might be able to get away with it.
Ross had tried to make salami sausages before in London and whilst his housemates thought they tasted great, Ross was disappointed as they did not taste like the ones his Nonna and Nonno make, so he was very keen to have another go when his dad and aunt were here.
Sausages of any sort are not made here in Iceland (except maybe hotdog ones) so trying to buy the intestines for the sausage casing was quite difficult...eventually Olga managed to track down some synthetic skins which we ordered but they were very narrow and Ross had to be creative in making the spout from the grinder fit them.
Here is a video of Ross and his dad mixing the meat with the spices, vegetarians look away now. Note how the meat is in the shape of Australia at the beginning of the video.
But with patience it all managed to come together and Ross' cellar is now looking very Italian...with the sausages hanging up and his bottles of homemade wine stacked on shelves (not in photo).
Ross and Olga also had Joe visiting, he is Henry's godfather but not of the Italian variety,Snowman (now defunct) and he serenaded Henry at every opportunity.
Andy was also suppose to be visiting at the same time and it would have been the first time in a year that the band were once again all together. However Andy had difficulty getting his schengen visa, there was a huge delay in processing it...apparently if your Indonesian, Muslim and have been to Mecca there is no quick rubber stamping of your visa...not sure if the extra long delay had anything to do with it being the 10th anniversary of 9/11 at the time. The delay sadly meant that Andy would not make it when Joe was here. Andy will now visit in the first week of October and the silver lining is he will not have to share Henry with any other visitors.