The last few days feel as if they've been really busy. Yet I don't feel that I've done anything of note... On Sunday I went to the Glyptotek, which was beautiful, breathtaking and wonderful. I took a few pictures on the little Diana (2 rolls that need to be developed now!) but it is definitely a place to which I will return. Afterward, I went to a place called Café Retro to warm up and do a little reading (currently Nabokov). It was so perfect! The mismatched furniture reminded me of a place on campus at home, except much better executed (as everything in Scandinavia it seems). The café is non-profit, everyone works for free and everything is fair trade and organic. The best part is how good the coffee is.
Good coffee, among other things, is surprisingly harder to find here than I thought. At a reasonable price, that is. Today I met up with a Danish student who came on exchange to Canada last semester and we spent 40kr ($8 cdn.) on a coffee each in a tiny shop off the street! Oops.
Apparently vegetables are not that popular either... Amongst the 5 different grocery stores of varying price ranges I have visited (excluding high-end chains whose prices are unheard of at home outside the doors of Pusateri's) the produce aisles are ultimately Spanish-imported accessories for the massive selection of meat and bread. Vegetables here seem like decorations on a fat and carb-laden christmas tree. Not to mention that these decorations must be either pickled, heavily salinated or chopped to a homogeneous consistency of cow cud. No sweet potatoes, no rapini, no cauliflower, no artichokes, no non-white mushrooms, no rutabaga, no fresh asparagus... I could go on and on. Today i was practically ecstatic to find some zucchinis, which were labeled "squash" in the supermarket. As for actual squashes? Apparently they don't exist...
So why are the Danes so thin? The bicycles, of course! As I write this there is the sweet sound of bicycle lane plows droning by. Oh, Copenhagen - although you may rip me off with $8 coffees and keep me on a pitiful diet of salads - I am falling even more in love with you.
p.s. Don't worry mom, I'm not skimping - and I am meeting the lovely author of
this blog to end my vegetable woes with a Copenhagen culinary run-through on Friday!