On My Quest For Bloody Mary Mix

Yesterday I finally got around to buying some actual food. My first stop was the local farmers market which is called Torvehallerne. Pretty much the hippie in me lost her panties and I ran around taking pictures of everything and buying vegetables. 

The Danes use kroner and its super hard to deal with money when the ratio is 6:1. You have to do some much preliminary math to even figure out if something if $1 or $95. It's exhausting. Not to mention they have coins for anything less than 100kr. So basically you're sitting there thinking oh I'll just hand over a few coins and it seems like you're spending between $0-$1 but really it could be like $20. Then you add in the weight, as if it means anything to tell me I'm getting 1/4kg of mushrooms. As far as I know, that could be anything. I accidentally brought my TI-83 calculator in my backpack because I'd had it in there for stats and now I want to start carrying it around with me just to figure out the weight and price of things in numbers that I can actually understand. 

Anyways, this is me first getting to the market, excitedly whipping out my camera and proceeding to be the loud over-excited American that I was told not be. In my opinion, if they didn't want me to be loud then they shouldn’t have such awesome pate. Just saying. 

I bought some of these amazing tomatoes. Also look at this pate. Just look at it.  

I also found a little section that was all Asian products. It's a little bit smaller than Uwajimaya but I was still pretty excited. I bought ramen noodles and miso that I can make the ramen I miss from home. 

Next came the fancy sandwiches. The Danish word is Smørrebrød. It seems like this should be pronounced "smorgasbord" but it is actually a lot more like sm-mumble, mumble.

After the trip to the market I went to the co-op where I am going to volunteer and people can get local vegetables. I couldn’t get a bag because I didn’t have time to preorder it, but I was able to buy some pole beans and a cauliflower. This is what their bag looked like for the week.

Then I did some supplementary grocery shopping at a place called Netto. This place scares me, and is literally like buying you groceries at Walgreens if Walgreens offered groceries. They have a really inconsistent selection of things and you really just never know what you’re going to find. However, the school puts $600 on a card for you for food and this is one the places you’re card can work. Therefore I’d like to thank my parents for buying me what I can only assume is going to be $600 worth of box wine, gin and socks. I also discovered that I can easily write my name in Danish groceries. I don’t know about you, but I'm pretty impressed with myself.

Though I’m not complaining, you should still probably sympathize in my struggles to figure out what the hell I am eating. Seriously. Look at this sign and please explain to me what exactly you think would show up on your plate if you ordered this. As if you could even say something to a waiter that would make sense to them hahah.