22/08/2026
At Noma Projects greenhouse-like glass building. It was surreal to see shelves of jars with ferments, reductions, and vinegars that I’d read about in their books. Just a few weeks earlier, the prospect of tasting them felt as distant as meeting the man behind Noma himself. Yet here I was 😊
Got to try some of the flavors I was most curious about, like beef garum (think of it as a more concentrated soy sauce), dashi (surprisingly sweet and deliciously savory), corn yuzu (like a light, citrusy, spicy mustard), and wild rose vinegar (a fragrant mix of roses and apples).
Someone behind me was having an engaging conversation. I turned around and found myself face-to-face with Rene Redzepi . Before my brain had a chance to process the encounter, I reflexively waved, mumbled a “hello,” and displayed a (definitely dumb) smile, to which he cheerfully greeted me back. When he was about to leave, I gathered all my courage and all the things I wanted to tell him... and forgot every single one of them. We did exchange a few words, though (I am sure I unlocked a new level of cringiness), and he was kind enough to agree to a quick photo.
I needed a few minutes to process and absorb the whole experience. There’s a back room where they brew their own coffee. We ordered an espresso and a cappuccino and sipped on them while facing the world-famous Noma garden (I know, I know, it’s an unnecessary flex, but you’d do exactly the same). The coffee was good. The espresso was mild, with little sharpness or acidity, which made it pleasantly palatable, and it had some herbal and woody notes.
We took a short walk through the garden. It was really quiet and peaceful. There were a few chefs picking herbs, which spread a minty aroma through the air.
On my way back, I got one of their caps, which says “Try new things” on the back. It’s a reminder that that moment in time really happened, and I get to proudly wear it around, regardless of how silly I look.