Skál to the Lestrarfélag for 100 nights of vinarterta and poetry to warm the soul of frosty Winnipeg.
That century of books follows you all like a bride's train—an emblem of honor. An Icelander is made and revealed not by DNA nor by fish products, aluminum or investment schemes, but by the love of sentences—tales, poems, dramas, essays, whatever can be made with words on long winter nights. The Lestrarfelag has honored all Icelanders—indeed all humans—by performing the greatest act of homage: reading. So on this cold Minneota night, Marcy and Bill lift a glass to skál and congratulate you on your hundred nights. Enjoy 100 more.