The linguine with pears was a huge success, and we made corn on the cob and a great salad to go with it. Lizzy and I pretty much relaxed for the rest of the night and watched several sex and the city episodes. The next morning, Laila baked tons of rolls, muffins, cinnamon rolls, and somehow secretly made a birthday cake too. and then in the early afternoon, we set off with 2 family friends for an old park with all these crazy old railway cars from around Europe, Egypt, and the US. the friends were a middle aged couple, the woman in black skinny jeans and crazy strappy 4 inch heels, and her husband wore a purple polo with a yellow sweater. The drive was gorgeous, and when we got there we got to hop on one of the old trains and ride 3 minutes to the museum, where we got to wander around the warehouses and onto the trains to view how they used to look. all the people who work there work for free and spend about a year per train car on their renovations. It was really really cool actually, and once their other family friends arrived (with two young children who didn't speak english) we hopped on the train again and headed for a little ride into the woods to an area with picnic tables. Once there, we drank some hot chocolate and elderflower juice, and ate homeade rolls with jam, blueberry muffins, and cinnamon snails as Tine calls them. They were my favorite, and as I have mentioned the hot chocolate here is unreal. Unlike the U.S., they actually use real chocolate.
The girls wanted to play a game so I whipped out my cloth bonnaroo frisbee and taught them how to throw it. then Tine made up a game where whoever had the frisbee would say a color, and then everyone would have to run and touch something that was that color. the first person to find that color would receive the frisbee pass and get to pick the next color. This was hysterical, since they had to teach me the Danish words for teh colors (which all sound the same by the way), so I was nearly always last to find the right color, and sometimes I would grab something that was the totally wrong color from the one that had been called! it was so funny, and the girls loved it. and I did win a few times, so I learned a little.
Eventually we headed back to the museum, where we got a private tour (none of which I could understand), and then Tine offered me their favorite licorice to try. awful! could barely finish it, i just licked it for a while until finally everyone just watched me and told me to just put it in my mouth. I had no choice. It was really salty, which I didn't really enjoy.
we went home after a while, and got home around 6, and I had a little free time while the other guests arrived and Laila ran around preparing all of the food and passing out appetizers, but she claimed not to need any help. I drank a tempt 2 while I waited, and it was delicious. at dinner, we had a delicious lasagne with great salad and tons of wine. ulrik and I had our own bottle of white chardonnay, and grown up end had about 5 bottles. there were around 15 people total. I had 2 or so glasses of wine, and then they insisted that I try some fancy italian red wine, so I did, and it was delicious. Then I had to try the dessert wine, and it was great too. the cake was also fabulous, a homeade strawberry cream cake with fresh berries on top. Ulrik finished our bottle of wine, and his dad brought us another one!!! the drinking culture here is much more relaxed. Also, we had been drinking this over the course of 3 or so hours. so I had another glass, and Ulrik had some more too. then we went down to the basement and drank a little more of the wine, and hung out with Jon and his cousin mark. mark was wearing a black t-shirt that said at the top "HUSTLER" and below that "Hardcore since 74" and then "PRISON" and below that was a sexy naked woman sitting facing forward with her feet apart and her knees pulled up, and she was so seductive I could barely stop staring at her in horror across the dinner table. Tine insisted that that is really popular right now and not weird at all, and her parents agreed.
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