Mag
Opinion
Don’t Ask Nanna: About Restaurant Etiquette

Don’t Ask Nanna: About Restaurant Etiquette

Nanna Árnadóttir
Photos by
RMM

Published September 15, 2017

Hi Nanna,

OK, I was out with friends for dinner at Gandhi and while we eating I put on my best Apu accent and made some jokes. ‘Thank you, come again’, head wiggling, you know. All of it was in the spirit of fun but my friends told me it was racist. I wouldn’t dream of actually offending anyone but my friends insist. So what’s your verdict, are they right or am I?

Nahasapeemapetilon

Hi Nahasapeemapetilon,

Well as long as you didn’t mean to be offensive then it’s impossible that you actually were offensive! You’re a goat fucking piece of human garbage – no offense!

See?

I for one, am surprised your friends don’t find your hilaaaaarious jokes funny. Obviously they don’t understand that white people are normal and everyone else talks funny and all those people from different cultures and of different colours are there for your amusement, just caricatures waiting for you to wear like a hat and discard when the meal is over.

Does that clear things up, garbagepants?

‘Kay Thanks, Bæ,

Nanna

Dear Nanna,

So, where I’m from it is customary for guys to pay for dinner or drinks in a date scenario and I get that Iceland’s liberated and yada yada, but guys don’t even pull out chairs or open doors or locate the bathroom. Do we have to lose all the perks of gentlemanhood with gender equality?

Lady

Dear Lady,

Locate the bathroom? Were guys you dated actually scoping out where the fucking restrooms were when you arrived at restaurants for dates? Did your exes secure the perimeter and exits too? Were they actually Bodyguards? Were they Kevin Costner? Will You Always Love Them?

Nanna
P.S – What Icelandic guy took you on a date? I didn’t even know that was a thing Icelandic people did? I thought we just stayed over at each other’s houses until someone got pregnant?

Hey Nanna,

Which Reykjavik restaurant is the most overrated?

Gourmand

Hey Gourmand,

Hlöllabátar! Suck it haters I don’t care if you love it, it’s trash!

Nanna

Please don’t send Nanna any emails on nanna@grapevine.is or tweet her on @nannaarnadottir


Mag
Opinion
1997: The Last Days of Rock

1997: The Last Days of Rock

by

Yes, rock is dead. It is dead in the sense that punk is dead. Or classical. Punk by now belongs

Mag
Opinion
Don’t Ask Nanna: About The Elections

Don’t Ask Nanna: About The Elections

by

Hi Nanna, Why do Icelanders keep voting the Independence Party into power? Curious George Hi Curious George, Because as yet,

Mag
Opinion
Don’t Ask Nanna: About Veganism

Don’t Ask Nanna: About Veganism

by

Dear Nanna, I’m in the throws of planning a trip to Iceland but I may have a problem after seeing

Mag
Opinion
Last Words: May The Odds Be Ever In Your Favour

Last Words: May The Odds Be Ever In Your Favour

by

As Pride rolls out it’s time to share with you the most common question I get asked by other foreigners

Mag
Opinion
Don’t Ask Nanna: About Feminist Buses

Don’t Ask Nanna: About Feminist Buses

by

Hi Nanna, I’m curious to know your opinion on the decorated buses I’ve seen in town. Someone told me that

Mag
Opinion
Last Words: To Fit the Needs of the Present

Last Words: To Fit the Needs of the Present

by

In my late teens, when I was still playing football somewhat seriously, I had a teammate hailing from Nigeria. A

Show Me More!