I've Got a Gut Instinct About These Biscuits....

The first day I stepped foot in Denmark it was a freezing, snowy, dark and lonely Sunday.  (This is last winter, people).  All the stores were closed.  No open grocery stores....  What to do?  I was not brave enough to step foot into a restaurant to sit down for a meal by myself in a foreign country.  I looked for something familiar.  I found a 7-11.  I scanned the shelves for something I recognized...all Danish words I can't understand...but then at the end of the aisle is a red shiny bag of what has come to be my new best friends:  Digestive Biscuits...in all their English language glory.  I didn't want to take my chances on skinke or oste, but even if digestive biscuits do sort of sound like they might make me sh*t my pants, at least I know it's going to be a cookie cracker and not a fish liver patty.

I bought my first bag of digestive biscuits and an accompanying jar of nutella, went home, cracked open the bottle of vodka I brought from home and vwhalla!  Dinner for weeks!

Well I am not embarrassed to say that once I landed back in Copenhagen one of the first things I bought from the Netto grocery store was a bag of Digestive Biscuits.  And to keep the tradition going, I had Digestive Biscuits for dinner last night.  With a bottle of wine this time.

I promise I will not eat Digestive Biscuits for weeks again.  The kitchen is too damn nice here.  Did I mention that it has a dishwasher too?  Yes.  Awesome.  Tonight I made frikadillers.  Sort of like quesadillas with a hillbilly twist.  Just kidding.  They are pork patties.  And Danish potatoes and peppers and onions.  Mmmmm and the pots and pans and spatulas and cutting boards are so nice and there are so many and I don't have to use the washing machine as countertop space!

One of the drawbacks to the apartment is the internet.  There is no wireless setup at the moment.  We only had one ethernet cable for a couple days so we had to take turns using the internet.  Can you imagine?!  How direly barbaric to not have internet all the time and everywhere!  Well we have a router now so we can both use it at the same time, but yet another drawback is that every time you log onto the internet it brings you to a Danish web page with a phrase saying something you can't understand and a timer counting down from....150 seconds.  Every time you log on to the internet you have to wait for the clock to count down from 150 to 0.  It s the longest 150 seconds of my life.  Today I copied the page while it was loading and figured I would paste it into google translate once the internet started working again.  I did.  And I found out that if you restart your computer than you can automatically connect to the internet and will not have to wait the 150 seconds every time.  I love figuring stuff out.

I also figured out that I should not drink from a full, large-mouth water bottle when the bus is stopped because once the bus starts moving again you will dump your whole water bottle down your chest.  Refreshing, yet chilly.  And now I'm cold....

At work we again have the Danish stand-up desks that can be adjusted to sitting or standing level.  I think Trevor is jealous or maybe just looking forward to his visit because he has been doing some Danish re-decorating: