“Should we stop for one more?” I ask my partner as he rounds a corner with sheep grazing on one side and a cascading waterfall on the other. He gives me the side-eye while I insist we just need a little post-hike snack.
Hot dogs, or “meat apples,” as we’ve come to jokingly call them, are a gas station go-to in the remote Faroe Islands. These sausages with impossibly snappy casings are like biting into a crisp apple—although arguably much less doctor-approved. And while these hot dogs are imported from Denmark and served “French-style,” they are distinctly Faroese.
