Since I seem incapable of being productive with things (i.e. Danish), I suppose I will turn to another thing I have been neglecting – updating my blog. Over a week, and no update. In my defense, I had a spurt of business and then a spurt of complete laziness, of which I do not think I have fully recovered.
I got back from Paris to a lovely invitation from the Polish guys for dinner at their house. As per usual, it was delicious, and a lot of fun.
This was the craziest food ever...I don't even know how to describe it, except it's texture reminded me of Flubber. Not that Flubber is real and that I've eaten it, but if the two conditions were true, that would be my conclusion.
On Saturday, Ditka, Claudia, and I decided to explore the neighborhood of Vesterbro, which supposedly has Copenhagen’s version of the red-light district at night, but is also more of an international area. It has a lot of small chops, and much cheaper food! Though not everything was cheaper – one shop we looked at was selling scarves for over $100. They weren’t even that nice…
Er...
This is how all church doors should be decorated.
We then found ourselves a pretty cute café, which had AMAZING hot chocolate. It was really chocolatey, which, being hot chocolate, is, you know, pretty essential.
I was determined to go to church on Sunday, but I got there and learned that because it was the first Sunday of the month there was no English service, just a special gospel service. Well, bummer!
Thus out of something to do Sunday afternoon, I wandered around the area a bit, found a café which also had amazing hot chocolate (basically, if you find a café here without good hot chocolate, that place needs to be shut down), but it was extra special because I think he charged me for the smaller price, but I got a large glass complete with chocolate sauce, cream, and these little chocolate candy things on top.
That night, I treated myself to good ol' home cooking:
Mmm, Kraft, how I've missed you.
Also, we had an adventure with the freezer. We’ve been having problems for a very long time now, but we think the rubber is broken and so the door can’t close. This meant the ice grew and grew until we have to tape the door shut. Finally, we decided to do something about it, and we scraped and scraped and scraped at the ice, but it still couldn’t close perfectly. The caretaker of the building finally, after several weeks of hearing nothing from him, came up to take a look, told us it looked like it was our fault, did not believe us that it had been broken from the beginning, and said he would look at it again only if ALL the ice was removed. Which is a lot easier said than done, especially since we don’t know how to turn off the freezer. So, we haven’t actually finished the task yet, but at least it’s better than it was.
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Okay, I LOVE those chairs.
ReplyDeleteI miss really good hot chocolate. Or hot chocolate in general. Lactose intolerance is just cruel.
Wow. I can't stand how many beautiful buildings there are in Europe. People tear down beautiful buildings here because it's cheaper to build pieces of crap over them. Oooh, it makes me SOOO mad.
And cheese. I miss cheese. And ice cream, of course. And milk with cookies...
How in the world could that be your fault?