Foodmaking in Iceland was charachterized by scarcity; there was no salt, no firewood, no cereals. Nevertheless, the inhabitants showed ingenuity in making food out of their livestock and what nature provided. The story of Icelandic food is told with the help of Elín Methúsalemsdóttir and her family. Elín sat as a child at the stonehearth of her mother in the turf farm, Bustarfell, where she later took over as the woman of the house herself. In the sixties she moved into a modern house beside the old one. Later her daughter, Björg, took her place at the stove and her grandson is preparing to become the next farmer. At the end we see the whole path of a story in the last part of Elín's interview and we can understand the meaning. She is a child from this black and white photograph and always will be. Stay tuned after the credits for an interview with the filmmaker!