You end up going on a 7 mile run in search of a good loaf of bread. Seriously.
I am going to a dinner party tonight and the theme is "brunch for dinner." Yay, because I LOVE breakfast/brunch foods and I eat them for dinner often on my own. (Who has time to make an omelet on a weekday morning!?) This morning I made a blueberry lemon loaf with lemon glaze and currently in the oven is a loaf of banana cranberry bread with brown sugar cinnamon crumble o top. Both are new recipes for me, so hopefully they will turn out yummy. From the batter (which I tasted at every stage! Who knows when it might have accidentally mutated into a poisoned disaster! Kind chefs and good friends put themselves on the lines as taste testers!), they tasted pretty promising...! :) Anyway, I didn't just want to bring two sweet, dessert-y breads (I'm bringing lemon curd and blackberry jam to go with them, by the way!) but I didn't have time to bake a loaf of regular bread so I decided to take advantage of my surroundings (Denmark) and all it has to offer (some of the best bakeries in the world!) and go out and buy a fresh Saturday loaf of bread.
I also decided that, because I was so bad with my batter tasting this morning, I would repent a bit and pick up the bread from a bakery near the end of one of my regular running routes which always smells tauntingly delicious when I run by. Unfortunately, I set out a little late (around 1pm) so by the time I made the loop and got to the bakery, it was closed. Bummer. Still wanting to bring bread and high on adrenaline and batter-induced sugar rush, I ended up running all over town looking for a bakery that had an appealing looking loaf of bread. I finally found one at a tucked away bakery that I didn't know existed on a square near my place. Curious (and wanting to log the correct distance on BTT - JEFF!), I mapped my run when I returned and it was just over 7 miles. 7 unintentional miles in search of a loaf of bread. (If I had been able to get it from the originally intended bakery it would have only been 5ish.) Did I mention I was hungover, too? :)
From my observations, Danes love exercising and they love bakeries. I bet I'm not the only person in Copenhagen that has ever combined the the two! :)
Hopefully the Italian loaf I got plus the two loaves I'm making will be delicious! Maybe I'll post pictures or something. I've always wanted to have a food blog, but I unfortunately don't cook enough delicious looking or fancy stuff to qualify.