Also outside of Copenhagen is Brostræde Is where you can get some of those old-fashioned Danish ice-creams and get to stroll around the old town of Helsingør at the same time. Total score. The icecream here is almost (last time there were some pretty weird hard ice in the chocolate ice cream...) always the best. And outside there's always a good atmosphere, because seriously, who can be mad when they'r eating ice-cream? Not me and not anyone. 
We're back in Copenhagen, though not quite. Because Skotterup Spiseri is in the small, small town of Snekkersten. For you who dismiss that as then being unimportant may have another think coming because Skotterup Spiseri is placed in the far end of scenic Strandvejen (the Danish version of L.A.'s Highway 1), and makes for a great pitstop on the way to wherever you're going. 
It's placed in Temple Bar, so you'd might think this is a spot for the tourists and you'd be almost right. Because the tourists are here, yes they are. But so are the (drunk) locals, either hitting on ladies at the bar or falling asleep holding a Guiness. Funny how all this is authentic when done by locals, but tasteless if by tourists. However, in Palace Bar - which has a quite classy interior - the everyone is on their best behaviour and the result is rather delightful. Also, they make good Irish coffees. 
Odessa. Such a stylish restaurant. Such fancy lamps! Dublin's eatery Odessa is probably fine for dinner, but for lunch is exceptional. The reason for this is not the food, but the seatings. Plush couches and sofa chairs are simply idea when it comes to lunch. Because, honestly, who doesn't need a bit of a rest in mid-day? This girl does, but when it comes to dinner she'd much rather sit up straight and dwell on the food instead of rest. So: Odessa is perfect for lunch (and the quesadillas are not just good, but really, really, REALLY good), but for dinner there are other choices. For a good midday-lunch and white white-relaxation, this is the place. 
The Pig's Ear in Dublin is incredibly New York (for those of you who've been to ABC Kitchen knows what I'm talking about) that if there weren't a window to the street, you could've been fooled. But here's the twist: they serve Irish food with a modern edge. To get there you have to walk up some stairs, and I have to warn you: they might be hard to find. Not because the entrance is hard to find as such, but simply because it's so small that you might walk right past it. But once you're there, seated by the window, looking out to Nassau Street (and the famous Trinity University) you'll be glad that you found it. Because this is a gem. And the desserts are to die for! And the cheeses, too, or so I've heard from a rather reliable source. 
Cinnamon Cafe and Deli. I love it, and if I ever get to Dublin again I'll make sure to have my lunches there. And coffees. And scones. And teas. This is a great place for people watching, from the busy men suited up for the meeting next door to the girlfriends meeting up to gossip about whatever. From the old ladies reading a book to the handsome man by the window falling asleep over the newspaper. People from all walks of life come here, but that's not the only reason this is a delightful place. No, there are plenty more from the soft scones to the huge range on the menu. Recipe for a great afternoon: Cinnamon cafe + raspberry scones + tea + The Butcher Boy by Patrick McCabe. There you go. Oh, and it's right by Jameson Brewery. What more can you want?
Dublin's Loft Market is pretty freaking cool. It has store, a place to eat and all the rest that belongs in a mall. But is Loft Market a mall? Hell no. It's a beautiful building made into a beautiful array of shops (and one doll museum, thank you very much). But the pictures below explain much better than I'm able to, so take a look. 
If you're going to or are already in Dublin, you should probably go to a pub. 
Ok, first of all I spent a good part of my Sunday putting labels on all my posts, naming the cities they take place in (this would be labelled "Dublin" for instance), so now it's more user-friendly. I just felt like doing all of y'all a favour yesterday. Also, I was bored. 
This world is not always a fair place. For instance: In the days I lived in New York, I would go to a place called Mars Bar. Oh, Mars Bar. The experiences I had there; making out with a hipster carrying a black bagpack, watching the bartender end up in a fistfight with a customer, people doing drugs in the bathroom, listening to some guy called Billy talking about his fucking sad Christmas. And the decor, oh, the decor. Smudge making the windows so black you couldn't see through them, dirt on the bar where people'd scratches with their knives (yes, in Mars Bar you brought knives for protection) and the bathrooms that made the bathroom scene in Trainspotting look passable. But they closed down Mars Bar because it apparently was a threat to good New York establishment. 
