I've been working hard the last couple of days in the National Archives here in Copenhagen, reading through Emilie Demant Hatt's letters. It was time to take a break today. My friend Lis took me to Ingolf's Kaffeebar for brunch. The Danes are now into brunch big time; if you order it, a plate of small delicacies arrives, everything from gravlax to scrambled eggs to cheese slices and homebaked bread. We sat outside in the back terrace in the sunshine. It was easily in the 60s today. Blissfully spring.