My visiting family took me out to dinner last night, wanting to bring me to their favorite Korean restaurant in Copenhagen. Following the meal we went for hot chocolate at this adorable two story cafe near Mark, their son’s, apartment. Meals in Denmark are long and slow, often times containing a dessert course followed by tea or coffee. They truly appreciate the time with one another, never wanting the meal to end. It’s much different than fast paced New York, but as food has the power to bring anyone together, it’s a cultural difference I am slowly falling in love with.
We spent the evening chatting about what I have been up to thus far, planning our future adventures together, and sharing classic comedic parenting stories, something that anyone can relate to regardless of where they are from.
Here we all are!
Dancing with the Danes 