We went out to a meget, meget cozy restaurant by Frederiksberg Have an evening some time ago for a wonderfully Danish dinner. I wish I had a better picture of the place, but I don’t. It was cozy as fuck, just trust me.
We ate at the outdoor area and enjoyed the sights and sounds of children playing, music playing from the live jazz band, and the song of forks and knives clinking on plates.
A Danish dish I was recommended and instructed how to eat. It took a lot of effort to pull all the meat off the bones and I was left with a lot of fish in oil. Not sure if I would get it again…
And yes! that is coke in a beer mug đ
My boyfriend’s wienerschnitzel! Being Danish, he’s allowed to order something German from a Danish restaurant…
Potatoes with everything!! That’s how it’s done in Denmark. It never ceases to surprise me how much potato European countries eat.
Don’t get me wrong, I love potatoes, I’m just not used to seeing it in so many occasions other than next to my burger and in so many different forms other than a french fry.
My reaction has a lot to do with the fact that I grew up in an Asian household and our “potato” is rice. I remember one time we bought a 10 lb (around 5 kg) bag of potatoes home for 1$ [yeah they’re dirt cheap in the states], used 3 or 4 to make baked potatoes and then we didn’t know what to do with the rest. We let them sit there until they started growing sprouts.
I couldn’t tell you more than two Asian recipes that have to do with potatoes.
Tastes and preferences can differ so much between cultures. My parents cringe at the sight of mashed potatoes and my boyfriend complains about eating rice “all the time” (we eat rice maybe once a week). đ
One of my favorite snacks! My boyfriend got me hooked on these, they’re like healthier and tastier versions of the American “pigs in a blanket”.
The American version is usually a rich, buttery, croissant dough from a can (the ones that *pop* when you open them), wrapped around a little cocktail sausage, baked in the oven. These Danish “Pølsehorns” (translated: Sausage Horns) are little sausages (I personally think that the cocktail sausages in Denmark are yummier than others because they taste less artificial) inside a bread dough. Our favorite is the wheat dough, and there’s even ketchup baked right into the little guys. They’re so cute I want to SQUEEEEZE them!!!!
You can get them at Føtex.
I really want to try baking them myself but I’m intimidated by bread. The thought of having to use yeast, rising the dough, the oven and baaaaaahhh! Â just scares me.
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