The name means deer park, and it feels like you’ve stepped foot in a hunting lodge as soon as you arrive, minus the guns and carcasses, though they make up for that with a number of bearded men (mainly hot).

There’s lots of wood, deep booths to get cosy in and low hanging diner-style lamps to keep it atmospheric. The walls are decorated with antler horns and contemporary art, with twinkling strings of lights and nice pieces of vintage furniture. This was once a dodgy Danish pub that got a quick makeover from some Danish friends, and it shows. You can still see signs of its rough and ready past.

It’s crowded most nights of the week with predominately diners, as one of the favourite local spots in this corner of Vesterbro. The outdoor tables fill up in summer, and if you get chilly in the evening, they’ll give you blankets to keep you warm. After dinner hours, things liven up on weekends with DJs and you’re just as likely to be embroiled in a smoky conversation at the bar as dancing with strangers on the patio.

The food is fantastic: wholesome, Danish, plentiful, affordable. And it’s one of the few places in town that does a great brunch. The eggs Benedict rocks, but alas, there isn’t a Bloody Mary in sight, and not even a decent coffee. Guess it’s beer for breakfast then…