Today I did what I do best: I wandered around. I walked down the pedestrian
shopping street, I bought some stuff, I had lunch at Ida Davidsen which is a
landmark eatery serving classic Scandinavian open-faced sandwiches (and the
lady herself was behind the counter), and then I walked to the Christianshavn neighborhood and found
Noma and took a picture of the entrance. A three-hundred dollar gastronomic
adventure would not have been appropriate on this trip (http://www.placestogo-manomi.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2012-01-01T00:00:00-05:00&updated-max=2013-01-01T00:00:00-05:00&max-results=29) but I still
wanted to see the place and snap a pic. It’s located in a fairly non-descript
building in a formerly industrial canal-side area, which appears to be
experiencing some revitalization (lots of building sites), I’m guessing in
some part due to the notoriety of the restaurant. It was a pleasant walk and
downright warm out, and with my picture of Noma and my lunch at Ida Davidson, I
had checked off almost all of the things I’d wanted to do in Denmark.
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| my lunch; with a soda, this ran me about $50 |
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| fairly unassuming for one of the world's best restaurants |
I took the Metro from Christianshavn
to the S Train and ended up back home just after Chuck, Susan, and the kids, and
Ellen showed up a few minutes later having spent the day bird-watching with
Laila and Bo. We went down to the beach for a little while as it was another
beautiful evening and then had leftover stegte
flæske for dinner (our third round of leftovers; seriously, we were given
Viking-sized portions) and then I started packing to leave the next day.
I had a great time in Denmark. It was an interesting adjustment traveling
with others as opposed to by myself which has become the norm, but coming to
Denmark with Ellen, in part to meet her relatives was a trip a long time in the
making. I’d known Ellen’s Danish mother who passed away a few years ago since I
was a teenager, and had eaten many Danish delicacies around her table and
experienced many Danish traditions in her home, and I know she would have been
so pleased that I finally made it to Denmark with her daughter.
Today I did what I do best: I wandered around. I walked down the pedestrian
shopping street, I bought some stuff, I had lunch at Ida Davidsen which is a
landmark eatery serving classic Scandinavian open-faced sandwiches (and the
lady herself was behind the counter), and then I walked to the Christianshavn neighborhood and found
Noma and took a picture of the entrance. A three-hundred dollar gastronomic
adventure would not have been appropriate on this trip (http://www.placestogo-manomi.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2012-01-01T00:00:00-05:00&updated-max=2013-01-01T00:00:00-05:00&max-results=29) but I still
wanted to see the place and snap a pic. It’s located in a fairly non-descript
building in a formerly industrial canal-side area, which appears to be
experiencing some revitalization (lots of building sites), I’m guessing in
some part due to the notoriety of the restaurant. It was a pleasant walk and
downright warm out, and with my picture of Noma and my lunch at Ida Davidson, I
had checked off almost all of the things I’d wanted to do in Denmark. 
