When going out in the city center of Copenhagen, at least for me, it’s often difficult to find a perfect spot to spend my evening at. There are a lot of bars in the center, don’t get me wrong, but finding the right one is a lot of work.
Then one dark January -evening I read about this new place called Ourselves alone, and instantly became interested, a slight curtain of mystery being curled around the spot. So, the next Saturday I walked up to Badstuestræde to ring a doorbell at building number 7.
The bell was answered by a man in a suit. He kindly escorted us in, took our coats and got us seated on one of the comfortable antique sofas. Looking around the place, you see table-sofa groups for 4-7 persons, a charming little bar and gorgeous cocktails, all of this topped with old jazz and classics from the days your grandma still went out. Two words: absolutely charming.
After taking our coats to a cloak room, the man comes back with small welcome drinks and water glasses (that magically fill up all along the evening). “What would you like to drink?” he asks, and gives also recommendations from the selection. The evening runs smoothly, along with cocktails perfectly mixed and the classics playing in the background. Ourselves alone, music for the soul.