This past weekend I went to Copenhagen for a wedding. It being my third time there (see my adventures around the city in the winter and later in the summer), so I didn’t really want to do any of the usual touristy stuff. (Besides shopping. Did some major damage at & Other Stories and Birkenstock.)
In addition, the day after the wedding, let’s just say we were a little worse for wear. So all we wanted to do was eat.
Luckily, just a short walk from our Airbnb was an American breakfast and barbecue place, O’s.
As avid readers of the blog know, I’m not a huge fan of American culture, and I don’t miss my native country too, too much, but one thing I do long for is a solid American breakfast. Hey, you can take the girl out of America but you can’t take the American out of the girl.
I thus always approach places that profess to serve American food, especially breakfast, with circumspection. Especially in England. Fried tomatoes and baked beans should not be included on any plate that is said to serve breakfast or brunch.
So you can easily see why I was skeptical about this cute little place off Oster Farimagsgade in Vesterbro.
It was unusually warm and sunny, so we opted for outside seating while everyone else sheltered themselves from the sun inside the little restaurant.
The view is really nice, and quite typically Copenhagen, so I drunk in my surroundings while pondering between pancakes and French toast.
Eventually I opted for orange juice with ginger bits in (!!!!) and pancakes.
I should probably have guessed that a place that includes ginger in its hand squeezed orange juice knew what it was doing, but I wasn’t quite convinced.
That is, until the pancakes came out. You can just tell, with the shape and fluffiness, whether they’ll be any good.
Crackerbarrel, IHOP and Waffle House have nothing on O’s, and I can never again lament that Europeans don’t know how to make a good American breakfast (unless I find out the chef at O’s is, indeed, an expat).
If you’re ever in Copenhagen, and in need of some good old fashioned American pancakes, this is the place to go. In fact, if you’re ever in Europe, and feeling slightly homesick, this alone would be worth the flight to Copenhagen…but since I love love love the city, this just solidifies that it is so amazing.