Aebleskivehuset fiasco

My first hankering was for a donut, but when that proved problematic I decided to expand my Danish vocabulary and try a famous Danish pastry with a long name. That also proved problematic because the girl selling them couldn't tell me a single thing about them, undermining what I'd hoped would be a cultural experience. So I gave up and drowned my sorrows in an apple Danish at Mortensen's Bakery, which wasn't half bad. I've always liked the light in here. Mrs. had an interesting horseshoe-shaped pastry.