Mad & Kaffe

In spite of my last post, I decided to continue to talk a bit about the cafe culture here in Copenhagen. Today, I went to Mad & Kaffe. I’ve been postponing my visit for an almost a year because the place is in Vesterbro (just to Google a bit around now to notice that there is another location in Amagerbro…) which is in another side of the town from where I live. The visit was good, although I had to wait for a nice while outside because the place was jam-packed but luckily I got blanket to keep myself warm before getting a seat. Mad & Kaffe has a nice menu, you choose 3-7 different dishes for a brunch. Besides this you can order beverages, I had a coffee as per usual and 5 different dishes.

I see why it is one of ‘the places’ to get a brunch in Copenhagen. All the dishes are well thought out, they are not too big or small in terms of the size, spices and ingredients are complementary to each other (like I would know that much about food, but aye! at least I’m trying :D) and dishes are served on a wooden platter. I don’t know from where this trend started but it is part of the scene now and I don’t complain, I like it, a girl from the woods likes wood, what a surprise!

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Back to the Mad&Kaffe, the atmosphere within the cafe is warm and welcoming. It could be described as hipster like but I think it goes beyond that, it is more of a good top 10 hit song. There is something for everyone without compromising the concept. Everything runs smoothly as a hit song is supposed to, you get different flavours but they are not too weird for you to understand but at the same time there is that little something that makes it stand out from the crowd. It is a place where you want to go to have a nice set of different tastes made out from good ingredients but if you’re looking for an experience that shakes you to the core, like a song you need to listen 10 times before you get even a grip to understand what is going on, Mad&Kaffe would not be the place.

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However, Mad&Kaffe is definitely one of the best places I’ve visited in Copenhagen for a brunch, coffee was also exceptionally good for a place that is more known for their food. It was right there in quality with cafes solely based in terms of coffee. Should I try to get there again and possibly earlier than a year from now? Definitely.

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CPH & Coffee pt.2

It has been a while since my last post about coffee. I thought it would be a good idea to start this year with another post about the cafes in Copenhagen. You can find my earlier post about coffee from Copenhagen in here (and two previous once from Helsinki in here and here)! And as per usual, if there is a place I should definitely visit, let me know. I’m always hunting ‘a damn fine cup of coffee’.

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I love small places with comfy atmosphere combined with a nice menu and good coffee. At the moment, I must say that one of the nicest experiences from Copenhagen in terms of service, atmosphere, and the food was in the Next Door Cafe. I love coziness, service that is welcoming but not too formal, this is exactly a place where you want to go to have that informal, unique kind of experience. You’re treated like a friend and what I loved about the staff was that they didn’t have a certain uniform or look, everyone was who they are and it just added a little spice into the mix. The place is like a good old rock song, it always gets you going, gives the boost you need and afterward you feel a bit younger. I had pancakes, juice, and coffee for a late breakfast. In terms of coffee, it was good a bit too hot for my taste (there is a high chance that steamed milk which is too hot will give a burn taste and diminish actual taste of the bean…) but in this case, it was nice cup of coffee, not perfect but hey, if the playlist includes classics like Video kill the radio star or The Passenger you can’t help but put that 4 star stamp on it.

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I’ve visited in several cafes from The Coffee Collective in Copenhagen. My latest try was in Bernikow shop, it is a nice place with also a cocktail menu. If we get back to music, Nina Simone’s tunes were playing whole time I was visiting, therefore I can only give credit to having one of my favourite singers supplementing my morning coffee. The place itself is a mix of harbour themed paintings, with wood and green from the plants that are placed all over the shop. I’m trying to find the words to describe the place, it somehow reminded me of an old jazz restaurant, with a hint from botanical gardens and spiced up with a bit of modernity. One could call it sophisticated, but by no means it is stubborn. It is a place, where you have life, but not too much noise, you can sit and relax, drink your coffee and enjoy some jazz melodies at the same time. Coffee is one of the best in town and croissant was delicious.

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Comparing these two cafes is like trying to compare Iggy Pop to Edith Piaf, both of them are great but in such a different way, that it comes more to personal preferences rather than actual differences in quality. If you’re looking for a place to have nice food in a relaxed, informal atmosphere you would choose Next Door Cafe, but if you’re looking for an excellent cup of coffee, you would go and get it from The Coffee Collective. Both of them are superb but on their own terms.

Hey Jude!

I was finding my way in London underground at the end of 2017 when someone in distance started to whistle a song. The melody of it was way too familiar but I or anyone from my group wasn’t able to remember the name of the song. It bothered me but I had so much to do back in the London town, so I let it be for a while until 1st of January 2018 to be specific. London has a special place in my memory land, I was 10 when I visited the town for the first time and since then I have created memories in the city with several different people. It has delivered for me so much, from my first musical experiences (Cats) to two memorable New Years and more than once it has served as a platform for experiences which has been far from ordinary, in good and in bad.

London represents to me a place, where everything is possible, it was the first stop back in 2010 when I started my internship in Birmingham, it was in my dreams as the next step in 2014 after finishing my exchange semester in Nottingham, but I ended up in Shenzhen and now, when the year of 2018 is still an open book it was more than natural to celebrate end of 2017 with group of friends I haven’t seen since our trip to Bali. But back into the song, we decided to see the fireworks on New Year’s Eve in Primrose Hill, this was actually a nice change. Back in the end of 2013, we were close to London Eye, this time we were far away from the center but the atmosphere in Primrose Hill was real and hopeful towards the new year with a hint of togetherness. And all of a sudden when the clock was 00.00 there was a group who started to sing a song…

Hey Jude, don’t make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better

Hey Jude, don’t be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better

And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don’t carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it’s a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder… (The Beatles – Hey Jude)

…the song we had heard in the underground few days ago. It was a perfect way to start the new year and as an icing on a cake, all this comes to back into my childhood when I used to put my mothers Beatles albums into stereos and jam into the tunes. So, Hey Jude, don’t make it bad. Take a sad song and make it better. 2018 I’m ready for you!

Pics are naturally from London.

Meaning of Nothingness

It is somehow hard to put my mind anywhere, it feels like I would be here, now, but what does it mean? Absence of meaning makes it hard to make decisions. Sense of nothingness, overall idea that we would really have some say in our lives, but I feel powerless facing the faceless. It lurks in every aspect of my being, nothing really doesn’t matter. Matter itself, this ideal that there is meaning for us in here. If there is, I’ve lost it and it seems that I can’t find it. What gives us meaning?

830394448I typed the question into my browser and pressed search, waiting for an answer ’42’ to appear in my screen. It is just a number, piece of data, meaningless without understanding how it is created. Is it same with our lives, are we too anxious to look at KPIs that we set for ourselves? ‘Meaning of it all, exceeding the expectations!’ We focus so much on the outcomes that we forget, what it is that actually creates those numbers. What is worth of a spreadsheet of numbers if you don’t know how you collected and created the data in the spreadsheet? Is it really our purpose to have this run-race for everything, measuring what we are in the face of society in this competition conducted by something invisible. And most of the time we are blind to even notice that we are once again on that race horse. Or were we ever off it?

1100035931Blind to notice, but what is it then we are suppose to notice? I’m struggling a lot with the idea of ‘knowing what I want’ and I wonder…’where to get the answer, silly thought to think the answer knows where to go‘, what kind of picture I’m creating, how is all of this supposed to tied up to a story? My story, it seems that I don’t own it, I’m just moving along with time, without understanding or noticing the underlying active network, which is shaping my life.

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Pics are from Copenhagen from past few months.

Sunrise

One of those little moments of despair, which turn out to be something brilliant, beautiful and stunning at the same time. You feel the wind against your face, your hair flying in the air like birds flying to the south at this time of the year. There is nothing that calms me down as ocean, the sound of it, how it hits the rocks. The size, how it is same time so overwhelming but present, its movements feel so throughout but same time unpredictable, just like life. And they say, it’s always darkest before the dawn, and when those colours of the dawn hit the sky, like a Monet’s painting, one feels so small. Every inch of my body wanted to just stay in that spot. In that spot, where you just breath in, breath out and wish that you would remember how it feels like to be present in a moment, after seconds when beauty of the sunrise has moved away and day takes its power back:

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Pictures are from Amager Strandpark, Copenhagen

Why so serious? It is 28 o’clock!

28 o’clock and as I’m getting back on track or more precise on that motorcycle that I’ve left in my garage a while a back. So, I’m going to change that scooter I’ve been driving steadily this year back to multitasking University and work combo. I’ve been relatively quiet about the fact that I’m starting studies soon again. I was accepted to Masters this spring and besides continuing rocking with AdWords I will start lectures again too. All these autumn colours and weather forecast anticipates also that birthday is knocking on my door. And I’m opening that door with a confusion and big smile on. Smile, well because what else (Caaaaaaaaake)? Confusion, well because that is what I am nowadays. Confusing but same time happy (most of the time). I went through pics from Bologna and I found this quote from Dali Experience:

‘What is important is to spread confusion not eliminate it.’

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This just kind of supported me to spread that confusion around me a bit more. Although I think Universe has also put its joker on a table or maybe I’m wrong with that and it might have been only 2 cents. Anyhow I’m looking forward end of this year with an excitement and curiosity. Additionally I’m trying to find a new tone for myself when it comes to writing. I think there is a bit of my spark missing from the texts and I’m looking for to find a way to bring it back into photos and/or writing. So, what to expect? Most likely me spreading same amount of confusion as before in my text with pictures of places I’ve been to (I’m in a process of getting new lens for my Nikon so that could shift a bit of my focus in photography).

Pictures are from Bologna, Paris and Copenhagen

Wild West

Hello, from the lonely writer’s island. I’m looking at that blank space on my computer screen, trying to find some words to describe anything. Lately I’ve end up with questions, numerous questions but I can’t come up with other content. I feel like there would be so much to say but at the same time there is none. Calm before storm? Am I just over it? I’m wondering. What if there is only certain amount of words one could use and my bank is empty. Mostly, it just feels like I’m stuck in the same old pattern, like I would be repeating myself again, again and again. How much one needs to push before change can happen? I have glimpse of a memory how it felt like, when you feel the need to write. Without thinking, without forced effort.

I miss it, I miss that feeling to just describe life. Maybe it is more than that, I miss feeling, touching, experiencing, being curious, laugh wholeheartedly. Stableness, I don’t understand it. It is unfamiliar to me and when I try to live in that world, first thing in my mind is just to take off like a storm. My comfort zone is in change, not because it would be easy but it keeps mind busy. But being stable in one place, I’m so afraid that I will miss something. We have only one life, what if I don’t have time to see it all? I end up with yes –syndrome, because every no, is a no in my eyes for a possible greatness. This is why I struggle to say no, even at moments my intuition is screaming no.

So, here I am sitting on my bed wishing to find that lost flow. In that life I wanted, what I wished for but I still struggle. I’m independent to a fault, because it is all I’ve ever known. So, how do you make zebra’s stripes vanish? How do you mild the fire for exploring? Or do you just put more fuel into the fire and let that passion for exploring flow stronger than ever before?

Pictures are from Christiania, Copenhagen.

Paris & Wondering Heart

Paris was stunning, just like I remembered. It was magical to see 14th of July celebration in France. We started evening with picnic (including some cheese, crackers and champagne) and made our move to Champ De Mars afterwards. I remember Eiffel Tower’s surroundings quite well from 2013 when I first visited Paris. Back then I was amazed of it all but there was something special this time around. We walked whole day in a perfect weather from alley to alley and I had camera glued to me. You know, one of those moments you share with someone and you think still after days and weeks; were we actually there? Was it real? One of the best things about traveling is to experience something new, something that is different from what you are used to. 14th of July this year included the best parts of traveling and sharing it all with a good friend. Not much more you can ask for a memory?

First things first, you know that you speak Finnish on a ‘fast mode’ when security person asks: are you from Italy? This happened when we entered Champ De Mars. In Finland Independence Day celebration is devoted and quiet. It is about getting together, eating well, burning two candles and watching president shaking hands with people. Although, one factor could be that this day is in December, which of course makes it a tap too cold season to celebrate outside in our levels (and I do love the way we celebrate Independence Day). Which in contrast made Paris experience so special, because setting, weather and atmosphere were so divergence from Finnish way. Luckily I had someone with me to translate everything, it does make a difference to have someone with you that understands the local language. And well, those fireworks were stunning:

I’ve been thinking what it is with traveling, why do I love it? And I haven’t find the answer to that question yet but what I’ve come peace with lately is my wondering heart. My wondering heart is still exploring and it might continue this wondering for the rest of my life. But what is different now is that I’m starting to accept this, I’m on a process where I can accept that I don’t know where I see myself settling down. Accept that I don’t know where my place is. But I will keep wondering, I will keep exploring and maybe one day I notice I’m right there where I’m supposed to be. But before that, I will go back to memory land and post some pics from Paris ❤

Sensation

I decided few weeks back to take another look on Sex and the City, it was almost decade from the last time I watched all the episodes. Besides ‘oh dear, I understand all of this so much better than 10 years ago’ –phrases I was telling to everyone I had social contact with, it got me thinking love and relationships. When it comes to end of the series Carrie defines love as follows:

‘I am someone who is looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can’t-live-without-each-other love.’

How our society defines love? What is love? And most importantly, is love inconvenient and consuming? What I have find difficult in past years is; how to define love. I can tell more than dozens of things that are not love but does it take me closer to essence of love or will these descriptions reduce my ability to understand the concept. Above quote in my reality describes feeling called ‘falling in love’ rather than love itself. Consuming reflects to something that will take away, something that will wear out and what is left after? If love would be inconvenient and consuming, in the end would all of us be just drained out from juice. Waiting for a refill and if we don’t get it, how it would left us feel? And more importantly, what extend we would be willing to go to get that refill? When we are looking for something, we have clear image of what it is supposed to be. Are we then just making expectations on how that special someone should behave in all situations and when that person does not act according to that box we have created for them, are we then putting a label ‘not love’ on it without hesitation?

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Are we looking for answers from outer world, when in reality we should look inwards? That feeling of sensation; ‘I need you and can’t live without you’ to hinder our inner conflicts. Like we would wait someone to make us sane in a world that most of the time seems insane to us. In a way pushing responsibility of our own life into hands of someone else, waiting for Prince Charm to fight his way through us and giving us sense of reason by waking us up with a kiss. Or the other way around, fighting and chasing our way to the princess like a price that is to be win in a race. But on the other side of the spectrum, are we able to love (romantically speaking) without first falling in love? And how do we survive from that transition of falling in love to love. And if some of us are capable to do that, why it is so? And what kind of traits we should have to understand the difference and importance of this transition. And if we are to keep sexuality in relationship after the falling part should we make clearer distinction between love and lust? Because in falling in love these two are inseparable but does love include lust? Or are these separate entities which are triggered by different algorithm? And if so, is the magic trick to keep both of these entities alive to create a long lasting satisfying relationship? Even though it would never have the same sensation of sameness that is linked to falling in love.

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Pics are from Arken Museum of Modern Art, I highly recommend if you’re visiting CPH

Where to get your coffee in Copenhagen?

If you wonder the same question while visiting Helsinki ❤ check my previous posts pt.1 and pt.2 There are few other places that aren’t mention in these posts in Kallio area but Good Life Coffee and Bergga are definitely places to visit in that neighbourhood.

I think I’ve had enough experience of drinking coffee here in Copenhagen, so I decided it is time to give some feedback and suggestions, where here in the land of bikes you should get coffee. Following cafes are not in particular order, I don’t have yet the ‘place’ in here, in Helsinki without hesitation it is Kaffa:

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Coffee Collective

So, my first introduction to Danish coffee was in Coffee Collectives Torvehallerne shop. In general Torvehallerne is a great place to find food and drinks, it also has inside of its big heart one of my favourite sushi places in town; Sushi Lovers. Therefore, if you don’t fancy coffee as much as I do, for a food lover too Torvehallerne is a great place to visit during Copenhagen adventure. Located in the centre of Norreport it is easy to access with public transportation (buses, metro, S-train, long distance trains). Back to business of coffee, Coffee Collective is a feel good coffee.

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What do I mean with this? First of all, they have clearly thought about their brand and baristas actually know what they are doing. Which means that you’re almost guaranteed to have nice cup of coffee. Their intention is to serve you a nice moment with amazing drink but at the same time; they are a roastery and they clearly communicate their mission and values towards origin of their beans and farmers and people behind them. This is one of the reason why I like small roasteries because they often visit the farms to ensure quality of their product and conditions of workers.

What I miss in Coffee Collective, which Kaffa is doing really well is variation of beans and the fact that I’m most of the time offered to try new roasts. But all in all, Coffee Collective is one of the best place for a coffee in here. They have three different locations and I’ve tried them all 😀 Other two are bigger and especially Frederiksberg location is more relaxed and calmer. See map below to find your way into nearest cup of excellent coffee:

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SOCIAL is located by the lakes in Norrebro side just few steps away from Dronning Louises Bro. This is a perfect location to start your day besides good cup of coffee their breakfast is really nice. There are more than one place by the lakes but this is at the moment my favourite. Nice relaxed atmosphere welcomes you when you enter the place. If you’re lucky you might get seat on the outside on a sunny day. I haven’t been too social (pun intended)  while I’ve visited the place but I’ve enjoyed the day with a Kindle in my hand and coffee on the other one. Besides all this, place stores Frankly juices which are worth to try too. And if I get a swan on my latte I’m always happy (see the pic below) 😀 How to get there?

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Forloren Espresso

If you are in the neighbourhood and need of a nice cup of coffee Forloren Espresso is a good choice. It is a small place and at least for me it felt a bit awkward to stay in, but it could have been the day also, I wasn’t feeling too good about myself. Located near Kongens Nytorvn and therefore nearby Nyhavn, Forloren is a great place to take a break from the sightseeing. Similar to Coffee Collective I felt that baristas know what they are doing and they take the time to prepare your coffee in a way it is supposed to be made.

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As a bonus Democratic Coffee next to Copenhagen main library:

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Any place I should definitely visit in Copenhagen for a coffee? I’m always up for a new adventures and a damn fine cup of coffee 😉