I remember (actually, I think I remember... it seems so long ago) a time when Fridays meant going out in downtown Copenhagen, dressing up, drinking way too much Carlsberg, smoking a ton of cigarettes, buying kebab and pommes frites (or visiting the pølsevogne) on the way home, swallowing that preventative aspirin before going to bed and- if that aspirin didn't work- spending most of Saturday morning avoiding life in general. Now, a good Friday night equals nothing to do/nowhere to go, a good glass of wine, pajamas, slippers and cozy time with the boys. It was fun while it lasted but I wouldn't go back for a minute!
Wishing you all a good Friday night xox
Det er mange år siden sidst, og for mig endnu flere, det var før kebab/pizzariernes tid. Så ja pølsevognen. Vi kunne få noget der hed kradser, en hotdog uden pølse, og så var det jo lige en cocio, enten den varme eller den fra køl.
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I forgot the Cocio!!! Definitely ;) At that point of the night, it was the best food ever ;) God Lørdag xox
DeleteOhhh, I lust remembered that time - thanks for the reminder. And your are absolutely right, I dont wanna go back eater. But I dont mind a nice winebar and som friends for 2-3 hours, and then home, jumping in the pJ and sousing up in the sofa :-D
ReplyDeleteExactly! Wine bar with friends.... and pajamas before 11pm... that is a good night out ;) xox
DeleteI definitely don’t miss the hangovers, but I do miss the uncomplicated life. Well, afterwards in turned out to be uncomplicated at that time ;-)
ReplyDeleteI know! It was complicated then... which shoes to wear? ;) Haha! xox
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