It’s no secret that the Italian flag has been prominently fluttering over newly opened restaurants in recent years.
Especially in Copenhagen, it almost feels like a Danish Little Italy, and you need to be more than a casual fan of the boot-shaped nation not to feel a certain fatigue over the increasingly unoriginal menus featuring – you know the drill: burrata (a ‘Nordic variant’), foccacia (our ‘take on it’), crudo (with ‘a twist’), pasta (something about mama), and tiramisu flavored with (insert distinct spirit).

























