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2 Gardens 2 Copenhagen: Visiting Botanical and Tivoli

There’s a line spoken early on in 2 Fast 2 Furious, where the cars are lining up and ready to start the race, and then Ludacris walks out. You can tell the air is thick with humidity and anticipation, and he yells, “Fire ’em up!”

That’s how we approached our last full day in Copenhagen. We were anticipating a full day of being on our feet again. The rain had made its way through and left us with blue skies and sunny days ahead. Fire ’em up!

Our initial plan was to hit the ground running upon landing in Copenhagen. I mentioned that before, but not the part about it being meant to include our visit to Tivoli Gardens. We thought that we would be better served by going to the amusement park and staying up as long as possible. Thank the gods we decided against that. Firstly, you’ll remember, it was raining. Secondly, we cut our day short and took a nap. If that was us in Tivoli, I dare not think about that because I am sure we’d all be cranky before the sun began to set.

With our previous outings mostly indoors, we opted for activities that would bring us out into the sunshine. So, to complement our afternoon trip to Tivoli Gardens, we first visited the Botanical Garden.

My future mother-in-law said, while we were walking around, that she always felt it was a great idea to visit a botanical garden in whatever country you were visiting. It’s hard to find fault with that statement. I’ve enjoyed gardens in Hong Kong, Australia, Japan, England, and now Denmark. It’s a great way to see what local flora and also what international flora grows in different climates.

In Copenhagen, the main Botanical Garden is a free attraction open to all. There is an additional charge to enter one of the greenhouses, but I say it’s worth the price of admission. This is a truly great place to wander and get lost. The weather on the day we visited was perfect, and many other people were taking in the sights. You will probably need to ditch your jacket as you enter some of the greenhouses, as they get a bit warm (as one would expect).

There was a lot to take in, so I’m going to follow this up with a gallery of some of the things we saw.

Look at this lawn. It’s a massive space of sod. What is not pictured are the robot lawnmowers. Completely autonomous, like a robo vacuum for your house or apartment, but this time they were trimming the greens. I, honestly, had not seen one before. They do a pretty good job! I welcome clean, trimmed lawns from our robot overlords.

After spending what we felt was enough time at the Botanical Garden, it was time for us to venture back into the city. There is a train stop directly across from the garden, so it made it very easy to travel through the city. We ventured back to the shopping street and were doing some window shopping until the aforementioned future mother-in-law saw something at the Bang & Olufsen shop that caught her eye. Not wanting to wait around, we left my partner’s parents at the store and headed on our way.

We really wanted to get to Tivoli Gardens.

Another quick trip on the train, and boom, we were at Tivoli Gardens.

After a 1951 visit, Walt Disney reportedly fell in love with Tivoli and its atmosphere. The rest of that story is widely known, and now we have Disneyland, Disney World, and Disney properties in Paris, Tokyo, Shanghai, and Hong Kong.

There is still only one Tivoli. It is wholly unique and magical in its own right.

The first thing that struck me was how immersive the space felt. We walked down a set of stairs, and the city around us disappeared. We became enveloped in the park.

It was also incredibly clean.

I have become so accustomed to the lines and seemingly endless queues at Disney and Universal parks back home that I was pleasantly surprised and found the Tivoli queues refreshing. I don’t think we waited longer than 30 minutes in line for any ride. And guess what? The Copenhagen Card covers admission into the park. We only had to purchase a ride pass. This allowed us to ride any ride. Otherwise, you can pick and choose which rides you’d like to ride and pay accordingly.

We made our way around the park little by little, making sure to do as many rides as possible. Some were geared more towards smaller children, but we rode them anyway. Fun knows no age limit.

I found the theming and overall design of the park to be rather wonderful. It truly felt like a diversion. So often, when we visit parks back home, we are pressured to do everything because of the cost of admission. That can take away the joy of being there. I never felt that while we walked around Tivoli. Sure, I wanted to do as much as possible, but not at the expense of my own enjoyment of the day.

While we were standing in line for the wooden roller coaster, Rutschebanen, we came across a plaque congratulating the coaster for still being in operation. It is one of the oldest wooden roller coasters still in operation worldwide. The plaque commemorates its existence and operation. I think that’s pretty cool. When I think of wooden coasters, like this, I remember them being traditionally seen on boardwalks, think Santa Cruz or Coney Island, and to see one still working, thousands of miles from home, over 100 years later, is remarkable.

After my future in-laws made their way to the park, it was time to indulge in some eats.

Do you remember going to an amusement park as a child and kind of dreading the food options? I do. Well, maybe “dreading” is the wrong word, but I never felt like my choices were, well, a choice. It was burgers, pizza, popcorn, chicken tenders, and a giant ass turkey leg for some reason. Now, granted, this (minus the turkey leg) was my main diet as a pre-teen and tween, so I had nothing to truly complain about.

Except for the quality. The quality was always the issue.

Over the last 10 to 15 years, I’ve felt the food landscape at amusement parks change. Those initial offerings still exist, but they also offer elevated versions as well. The corporations figured out they could charge the hell out of food if they made it sound a little fancier, with a “Brewhouse” burger, a Nashville Hot Chicken sandwich, or clam chowder in a bread bowl. Now I just complain about the prices and the quality (at times).

All of those words to say, we ate at a Gasoline Grill in the park, and I found it to be one of the best burgers I’ve eaten. Scouts honor. We also got some soft serve, and that also hit the spot.

Our appetites satiated, it was time to continue our way through the park. There were a couple of rides my partner just wouldn’t do, so I did them alone. One that twisted and turned me in every single direction while strapped into a seat. Another that slowly raised me above the city skyline and then dropped me. Then there was a haunted house that I walked through that legitimately scared me because real people popped out and interacted with you/scared the crap out of you.

Then it was time to feed the ducks! Stationed around one of the ponds was a coin-operated bird food dispenser. We put in a Krone or several, and out came a handful of bird food. We ate, so why shouldn’t they?

Our night ended at one of the restaurants in the park. It was unlike any other amusement park restaurant that I had been to before, in that there were people dressed in suits and business wear dining at tables opposite us. Someone was overdressed, and it sure as hell wasn’t us. We, the hoi polloi, know how to dine at an amusement park. Yes, I’ll have a Pepsi Max with my steak au poivre, please.

Our bellies full again, and our legs and bodies sufficiently tired, it was time to head out.

It was a really fun way to spend the afternoon. We were able to ride every ride that we wanted to, and then some. We also sat, relaxed, and took in the beauty of Tivoli. I had no idea what to expect as I walked onto the park grounds, and I left knowing this would be one of the memories I would cherish most because the park evoked a true sense of joy and enthusiasm, unburdened by intellectual property or influencers.

Tivoli is a unique experience and one that should not be missed.

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Something to Do & Something to Eat in New York: Part 1

The title is pretty self-explanatory. I am going to run through a few places in this limited series for things to do and to eat while in New York City. This also means I can expand this series to other cities in the future, if I want to.

But for now, we will stick to one place to eat and one place to do something fun. People’s definitions of “fun” vary widely. Museums may be your idea of fun, or they could be the death knell of joy. We like to visit regular museums, art & sculpture, and the like, but we also enjoy other types of museums.

I am also aiming to highlight sites that are not frequently mentioned when you think of these cities. The Statue of Liberty, Empire State Building, Times Square, MOMA, etc. Those types of places won’t be featured here. I am looking for things that maybe engage other senses while also being fun.

Enter, The Color Factory.

The Color Factory is a hands-on examination of color. Is it mainly geared towards children? Yes and no. There were several children present when we walked through, and adults were also enjoying the museum.

It is a very photogenic place to visit. There is color, duh, everywhere! We first found this spot on Instagram, and the videos and photos we saw immediately drew us in. That, and looking for something that would get us out of the rain and cold. Win-win!

The world of colors and the sense of taste combine to begin our journey.

After checking our coats, we were treated to a rainbow assortment of fortune cookies. Each cookie had a different color and flavor. It was a fun way to awaken the palate. It was also a nice introduction to what we were about to experience. It was a standard fortune cookie with a flavorful surprise.

Toucan Sam would be all over the next room. We followed our noses to small, colorful vents and sniffed. Literally, breathing in the aromas of colors and the words that correspond to them. It was not a straightforward “you’re smelling cotton candy” or anything similar. The words chosen for each scent allow your mind to create a scent, and then you dive in, nose first, and smell something. Some areas were more pungent than others, but it was still a fun exercise.

After testing the olfactory sense, it was time to rest our feet and let our ears in on the fun. We put on headphones and listened to a prompt. The prompt led us to draw the person across from us and use the colored pencils provided. But it wasn’t a straightforward drawing session. We used the colors as a gateway to the inner workings of our drawing partner. What is their aura? What colors remind you of them? Things like that. It also asked us to stare at them and draw their face without picking up the pencil. That was hard, no lie. I did not do my partner’s face any justice. What I drew was round but also misshapen because I drew a circle too small and then overcorrected and made a bulbous circle. Straight to the bin went that paper!

We then entered a world of sound. And as I typed that, I read it in a Rod Serling Twilight Zone-esque voice. But we did enter a room with multiple percussion instruments, xylophones, and were tasked with playing along. By playing along, I mean using the mallets and making some music.

The next two rooms were explorations of brightness and darkness. Or, that’s what I’m calling it in my thesis for my non-existent paper on the exploration of color and society.

We first made our way through a room that looked like Barbie’s dreamhouse had exploded. It was a party room, and the only thing I thought about after leaving the room was how much of a pain it would be to clean all that confetti up.

The second room was a silent disco. No audible sound, unless you were wearing headphones. Once the headphones were on, the funk was all around, and you could let the music move you through the dimly lit room. It is a fun phenomenon to experience. You see people dancing and wonder what song it is. Then you join in and find out, and once you’re finished, you go back to being out of the loop for the dance party.

The last room took us back to our days visiting Charles Entertainment Cheese. Or, as he is more commonly known, Chuck E. Cheese. It was a ball pit. Take off your shoes and enjoy “swimming” around an inordinate number of monochrome plastic balls. This was just a fun way to end the journey. It was also fun to throw the balls at my partner, who said they smelled “like feet”.

If that’s not love, I don’t know what is.

Now for something to eat.

We were extremely stereotypical and went with the tried-and-true New York bagel. PopUp Bagels was our spot, and they hit the mark with these bad boys. Delicious and flavorful, while not being too heavy. The perfect balance.

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A Great Day for Good George

In my last story, I told you that the beer at The Green Dragon was made locally. Well, today is your lucky day because I am going to tell you where that brewery is and how you can get there. But first, you’re probably going to want the name of where we are going. It’s Good George Brewing, of course!

You can probably do that research on your own, but you want a real “boots on the ground” first-hand account of the place, yes? Ok, good. Here I go…

It’s in Hamilton.

Ok, are you still with me? Yes? Great.

This was an impromptu visit for us because we had only planned on Hobbiton and then driving back to Auckland. It was well worth it. Anyway, back to it!

After leaving Hobbiton, it will be an approximately 45-minute drive into Hamilton proper. When you input the name into your GPS make sure you put Good George Dining Hall in there. Otherwise you’ll be finding the head office which is definitely not the place for eating and drinking.

It might not look like much on the outside, because it used to be a church, but on the inside it is warm (literally, on this day) and inviting.

Looking over the menu we saw that they didn’t just do beers. They had numerous ciders, wines, and hard alcohol options for purchase as well. Yes, all of it (except the wine) is made by the good folks at Good George. I am saying that because their logo was on the labels of the drinks. I may be jumping to conclusions but dare I say that they make it all in house? Yes. I’m going to not even research this further and boldly claim that!

Ok, I researched further. I don’t want to look like an ass and boldly claim something that could be a lie. “All brewing, distilling, bottling, and canning is done on site.” – Good George website. No outsourcing done here. Just good, local, quality drinks and food.

There are plenty of things to choose from on the menu. If you’re a beer person, fantastic. Ciders? Yeah, they’ve got that. Maybe you’re a bit of a wino, but in a responsible way? Oh yeah, they have that too. You like something a bit harder? Yes yes. I mentioned all of their menu choices just above but I feel the need to reiterate.

Not knowing what to try we each went with our own tasting rack.

If you look closely you can see my drink choices on the receipt

I am not one to pull the wool over one’s eyes and I won’t be starting now. Each drink was unique and flavourful. The rosé cider was probably my favorite. I tend to gravitate toward hazy and sour drinks so the refreshingly aromatic cider was delightful. We did also eat here but by the time the food arrived I devoured it before I could get a photo/before I could remember to take a photo.

After finishing our food and bev we wandered over to the little storefront inside the dining hall. There you could buy canned or bottled versions of some of the drinks on tap. We found a lemon gin (a gift for someone else) and a passionfruit cider (for us). Let. Me. Tell. You. I wish I had more of the cider. We brought it allllll the way back home and saved it for ourselves. I miss it dearly. I want some more.

Securing the booze and OMG The Green Dragon mugs!

Good George is a welcome compliment after spending the morning in Hobbiton. It was a great place to unwind, reflect, and enjoy some truly tasty food and drinks. If you get the chance, please visit them.

Thank you for visiting and I will see you next time!

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“Jaw With John” – RSVPeeved

My daughter and her boyfriend got married this past weekend. The ceremony was beautiful and they worked very hard to make sure everything was just right. They also paid for the whole thing; though it was a low-key affair, there was still considerable expense.

What shocked me was the number of guests who RSVP’d that they would be attending, but then didn’t show up. This meant that a lot of money was spent on food, beverages and favors that went to waste.

I know sometimes people think, “Well, I’m just one person so it won’t make that much difference,” but if you multiply that by 10 or 20 people, it adds up! I find it incredibly rude and feel that they owe her and her husband an apology.

Outside of calling them out on Facebook or jokingly saying they’ll get a bill for their portion of the food, I know there’s nothing to be done. I just wonder if this is the “new way” and manners just don’t matter anymore. Your thoughts? — Furious

Dear Furious:

I’m sure your daughter knows who did and did not show up so they could be hearing from her if she’s so inclined to do so. But it’s not your arena. You shouldn’t do anything, no matter how rude it is – and it’s very rude. There isn’t a “new way” for manners. Rude is rude.

Sometimes there are genuine last-minute reasons why someone can’t make an event. If that’s the case with some of these then an explanation and apology is simple. But those that just blew off the wedding entirely are the ones you need to look out for and see if they are the type of people wanted at other milestone-type events.

Or, the other way you can look at it is “Hey, look! More food and booze for me!”

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“Jaw With John” – Not Enough Cooks In The Kitchen

My husband, children and I moved in with my in-laws. It has been a learning experience. The hardest part is that my mother-in-law cooks with old, sometimes moldy produce and expired canned goods.

I have gotten sick a few times and it’s just not OK with me. I’m not “allowed” to say anything because it could “hurt her feelings.”

My mother-in-law is always treated with kid gloves, and no one allows anything negative to be said to her, so I would be “completely out of line” if I said anything.

We alternate cooking dinner, so at least I get clean food half the time. What do you suggest I do or say so that I’m not forced into eating rancid food while not looking like a monster? — Scared To Eat

Dear Scared:

Look at it this way: this could be the best diet ever!

Perhaps if you were to spew while you’re eating and then bring up the fact that it was because of the rancid produce it could change her perception on her cooking. That’s a visceral image and if it were to happen multiple times – not all by you or else you’d damage your esophagus – then I’m preeeeeetty sure she’d get the message.

Or, you could just throw out the expired foods before she got to them and when she comes around asking about them you’d tell her you threw them out because they had expired. From there you could go to the market and find some stuff you both like/will eat. Or she’ll blow up at you and kick you out or whatever…

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