I first stumbled across this salty-sweet combination when, last summer, I was lucky enough to be invited to Copenhagen, by the kindest and coolest Danish family who followed me on Instagram.
It’s a wet Wednesday morning, one of those days where the sky meets the land and the spray from wagons on the A590 makes driving tricky. It’s a minute to nine when we reach our destination, Bakehouse Born and Bread. Five tables are already taken. By ten past it’s full and a queue has formed. It’s safe to venture to owners Kirsty Postlethwaite and Chris Small that they might be rather pleased with how things are going just two weeks into their new café at Greenodd. On a trading estate. Opposite a plant hire company. On a wet Wednesday.