
We arrived in Copenhagen at dusk. As we stepped out of the train station, it began spitting rain that threatened to transition to ice at any moment. Unphased by the cold temperatures and slick lanes, bikers sped past us in an organized fashion as we hauled our luggage a couple of blocks to our hotel.
When we entered the warm, dry lobby, we were hit with a dose of hygge. Of course, we didn’t know that’s what it was at the time. The popularity of capturing the concept (an impossible task outside of Denmark, in my opinion) hadn’t yet caught on around the globe.
The lights glowed softly, there was a free welcome beer ready to be poured from the tap at the bar, and the tiniest ginger cookies I had ever seen sat in a bowl next to the check-in counter.
It turns out these were a complimentary welcome gift as well, a spoon set inside the bowl to allow guests to scoop out a handful.
It was our first introduction to Peppernuts.