Not death metal fans in the sense that they wear black, have hair to their ankles, paint their faces white and pretend to be satanists. Death metal fans in that they own an album or ten, and go to the occasional show. Like me.
This just supports my theory that there’s a hierarchy of Scandinavian food weirdness. The rest of the world points at Denmark and says: “What’s with the pickled herring? It smells awful!”
The Dane says, “Hey, at least it’s not lutefisk like those crazy Norwegians eat!”
The Norwegian replies, “No fair! Swedes eat it too. And they eat surströmming!”
The Swede says, “We don’t really eat it, we just keep it around to scare people. Besides, nothing, nothing we eat is as bad as hákarl!”
And the Icelander shrugs and says, “It’s not so bad if you get drunk enough first.”
