Girls with guns

 I'm finally over my sickness, and after spending days inside the apartment's four walls, I celebrated my first day back by going to lunch with Mette followed by an escape to the north.

 We went to Wascator in Refsnæsgade in Nørrebro. A little Berlin-esque place (what place isn't these days in Cph?) with surprisingly great food, a very curious baby and a hungover mood about it. Definitely not the last time I go there...

 It had a shark in the ceiling. Being there with Mette it felt a little like a sign...

 I had my life's best chèvre chaud (so far).

Mette had a chicken salad with pickles (so it couldn't have been better). A really great lunch!