Struck by a craving for something sweet after enjoying a delicious, but virtuous, New Nordic dinner at Höst and after drinks around the corner at the bijou-size Mikropolis in Copenhagen, destination three was the nearest open-late 7-Eleven (roughly the equivalent to New York's local bodegas). Instead of walking out with a delicious pink-foiled bar of Anthon Berg marzipan as planned, in my paper sack was a ginger shot and some skyr yogurt from the convenience store's Paleo line. Yes, you heard r...
Struck by a craving for something sweet after enjoying a delicious, but virtuous, New Nordic dinner at Höst and after drinks around the corner at the bijou-size Mikropolis in Copenhagen, destination three was the nearest open-late 7-Eleven (roughly the equivalent to New York's local bodegas). Instead of walking out with a delicious pink-foiled bar of Anthon Berg marzipan as planned, in my paper sack was a ginger shot and some skyr yogurt from the convenience store's Paleo line. Yes, you heard r...
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