‘We don’t worry about Trump,’ Leene tells me over a pungent plate of fermented lamb. ‘We worry about what’s happening out there.’ She waves a hand at the window that frames the slate grey sky.

Once upon a time, in the long-forgotten days of 2021, I was served an Instagram ad for a flight to the Faroe Islands. Yeah, same, I never really heard of it either, but I very quickly became obsessed.

TORSHAVN, Faroe Islands (AP) — The farmers’ market looked — let’s be honest — sad. Conditions aren’t friendly in the Faroe Islands for growing food. Raked by north Atlantic winds and nibbled by ...