funny, the street food in denmark never includes lobster rolls.
or awesome greek chicken pitas that claim to be made of all sustainable ingredients.
and oddly, the main station in copenhagen does not have a gorgeous oyster bar with 25+ kinds of oysters to choose from.
nor are there macaroons with the most creamy, velvety filling ever on every corner.
and i've never been served heavenly, creamy mushroom croquettes that make you wonder how on earth they did that amazing combination of crunchy and creamy.
tho' i'll admit foie gras pops with a surprise fig filling do seem vaguely new nordic.
our pizza runs more to mince and bernaise (yuck. i tell you.)
and we do not do our crust nearly thin and crispy enough.
i've never seen green bean tempura with a zesty mustard dipping sauce on a danish menu.
nor has my spinach craving ever been assuaged in denmark.
some things are just bettter in new york.
