How to eat Smorgsboard and other observations..

I was in a hurry last night so I didn't share my new knowledge on how to eat at a Danish smorgsboard!  Greg and I had no idea but now we are experts!  When we sat down there were two plates, a small one on top of a large one.  We immediately moved the small plate to the side, but Thomas and Marianne corrected us: the small plate is for the herring, which is always the first course!  You have a piece of dark bread with the herring, and there were three types: white, red and in a mustardy mayonnaise.  While we were all dishing up our herring Thomas poured us all a shot glass of icy cold snapps. I asked if it was to scull or to sip.  Thomas said men always sculled but women were allowed to sip, which immediately meant that I had no choice! Once everyone had their herring we had a toast, and scull!  Then we ate the herring.  The small plates are removed, you take a piece of white bread (which Marianne had baked that morning, a delicious sour dough type of bread) and have the shrimp, served with a white sauce (creme fraiche, shrimp liquid, lemon juice and salt) and lemons.  Another round of snapps, CHEERS, and another scull.  That snapps warms you up from the top of your toes! ( The shrimp incidentally were from Greenland, which is a part of Denmark - something I didn't know! It's also the world's largest island.  So now I've shared all my new information about Greenland!)
Then there was a choice of salami, ham, capsicum, pate (served with crispy bacon and finely chopped and fried mushrooms) with more white bread.  There was also egg, but apparently you have egg on dark bread.  Greg caused much hilarity by having salami and egg on white bread - this is something children might do if they were choosing toppings without looking, like a game!
Finally the cheese.  We had three delicious cheeses: a 3 year old Gouda, (or Good Ah as we Aussies would say), a Dutch sheeps cheese and an aged Tomme from France (which was meltingly delicious).  Another round of snapps!!  In between we had some yummy Danish beers.  The children had Danish Christmas beer, especially for kids - Liam loved it!
Oh - and that wasn't the end, as Marianne had also made cinnamon scrolls.  The kids had been given packs of scrolls at the train station (some sort of giveaway that we didn't understand!) and Thomas had told us there were inferior, but once we tried the home made ones we had to agree.  They melted on your tongue.  We were so full we didn't have dinner!
Talking of accents (a clumsy segue, but read above, it sort of works!) Savannah had the TV on and the previous Danish PM was being interviewed, defending the fact that he'd spent tax payer money on travel for him and his daughter (sounded sort of familiar!).  He now works for NATO in Korea and had bought some buddies with him as defenders.  One was an Australian.  He sounded dreadful!  So flat and toneless!  Bella and I asked Savannah if we sounded that bad, hoping she would say no - but she agreed we sounded exactly like the guy on TV. But as a consolation, she thought we sounded cute!
My final observation was at the football. I never realised that being a spectator would be so much work. There were about 16,000 spectators there, the vast majority sitting behind the goal all done out in their team colours.  They sang (a variety of songs) for the entire game, jumped up and down (a bit like African tribal dancers) and basically never sat down!  At the opposite end, was a small section fenced off for the opposition.  They were impressively noisy for such a small group - which got smaller by the minute, as they kept letting off flares and were arrested and carted off!