This weekend we have been enjoying our last few quiet, domestic days in Denmark before heading back to Aus for a few weeks. We did our first ever Parkrun, followed by some more pier swimming. Post-swim we unintentionally ordered an ice cream at Lydolphs Isbar that was so 'generous' that even sharing it was an ordeal. A highlight was overhearing a woman who made a … Continue reading Tage toget til Louisiana
Category: Eating like piglets
Næsten som om sommeren…
I've still got some photos from the last few weeks piled up, but to hell with chronology - I'm going to skip straight to some pics from the last few days that have given me reason to be optimistic about summer in Denmark. Let's see whether posting about glorious mid-20 degree days will ease or exacerbate the dismay I'm feeling now … Continue reading Næsten som om sommeren…
Nordisk mad
Apologies for the radio silence, we've been indulging in a heady mix of public holiday travel, new Nordic cuisine and intense Danish study. First up - all the rumours are true: Danish is an extremely difficult language. If glottal stops, soft-Ds, genders and inversions don't break your spirit, then the simple fact that Danish people only … Continue reading Nordisk mad
Udtagningen østers
What was once the thriving port of Ribe is now a giant tidal flat - terrible for merchants, great for migratory sea birds. The Vadehavet, or Wadden Sea, runs along the west coasts of the Netherlands, Germany and Denmark. Although it is currently protected as a UNESCO World Heritage Area, Pacific oysters were previously introduced in the 1980s. These oysters are … Continue reading Udtagningen østers
Magyar étel – különösen Woody
Our last Hungary post is dedicated to Woody, who only likes talking about food if it's Flodge wings, Il Chooko or Feijoada - I've banished all gratuitous food content into a single, easily skipped post for his benefit. Don't say I never do anything for you. Predictably, our first act in Hungary was to eat a Kürtőskalác … Continue reading Magyar étel – különösen Woody
Flytte hus
I am writing this well rested because just over a week ago we gathered our belongings, said goodbye to our raucous friends outside Cosy Bar, nimbly avoided all the inevitable vomit hazards from the night before, and hopped in a taxi to our new place. En route the taxi driver picked up on Ant's interest in an advert for … Continue reading Flytte hus
Gåture i sne-regn
Yesterday we spent around five hours trapped in IKEA on a Saturday, only to find they didn't have the main thing we went looking for. It was ok though because we had meatballs (kødboller) and found out that we could just order everything online without needing to drag it off shelves or pack it in a … Continue reading Gåture i sne-regn
108 at Noma
This week we made the most of Noma's sabbatical in Sydney by heading to the restaurant that is temporarily taking over the Noma space in its absence - 108. Close, but not quite Noma... As much as our general health has been improved by Anthony's latest extreme dietary regime, it was nice to get out … Continue reading 108 at Noma
Fastelavn på Christianshavn
Our weekend of loosely structured house hunting happened to coincide with Fastelavn. It is a religious festival in Scandinavia that has its origins in Carnival and Lent - sadly my complete lack of religious education* prevents me from shedding any more light on the matter than that. We were, however, filled with born again religious fervor to celebrate Fastelavn when we … Continue reading Fastelavn på Christianshavn
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