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| Bet you can't ketchup to these servers. |
At its tip, an unassuming red hot dog stand that has been in operation since 1937. In recent years, the historic Bæjarins Beztu Pylsur, whose name means “best hot dogs in town,” has become a foodie destination for locals and tourists alike.
That’s a sentence I’d never have imagined writing. Hot dogs?
Really?
And yet, the line, awash in assorted languages, has looked the same each time I've passed. It moves quickly as buns are filled by several whips of the wrist. First, a scattering of fresh and crunchy onions. Then, an apple-based ketchup provides a soft landing spot for the lamb, beef and pork-based hotdog, which is tugged in a rapid arc from the boiling water.
Parallel lines of mustard and remoulade sauce complete the piece of culinary street art.
Each bite provides a satisfying snap from the casing, a crunch of onion and a tinge of sweetness from the ketchup. It's a surprising harmony.
The stand, which is so small it can hold only two people at a time, slings a thousand dogs a day.
It’s a good thing the servers are quick with their hands.
They get paid by the hotdog.
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