The Danes seem to be nice people. They are very polite and patient. No horn blowing or motor scooters zipping in and out of traffic in Copenhagen unlike certain other places I could mention. But jeez, the stuff they eat. I was having difficulty dealing with just looking at the menu until I got to the smoked eel. I nearly passed out.
Rhubarb herring. Herring, with 3 kinds of herring. The mind reels.
