There’s nothing that makes my tastebuds water more than watching cows getting milked. Really. It just makes me so hungry watching those nice juicy udders being lubed up and attached to large industrial machines to extract their mammary liquids. How incredibly delightful is it then that this cowshed decided to open a cafe in the same building as their cow barn – separated only by a glass partition. So, provided it is a regularly scheduled milking time, you can sit down to your Thule and smoked salmon on geothermally baked bread and enjoy the serene setting of an Icelandic cow barn. They did run a pretty clean operation here – as the cow barn, immediately after a milking, was spotless and more importantly manure-free. The same can be said for their restroom, cheerily marked by a hand-sketched sign proclaiming itself as a water closet and featuring a cow and a barn. Inside was the standard Gustavsberg push-button flush toilet, non-perforated scratchy toilet paper and tissue-like hand towels. The sterile newness of the room was surprisingly offset by a solitary wicker trash basket, nearly full, which brought an amiable warmth to the surroundings. The hot water was instantly scalding hot as found in most restrooms in Iceland.