Hooked

On the lively stretch of Halmtorvet, Hooked doesn’t bother with pretense—it’s all about honest seafood in a Copenhagen that’s always hungry for something a little different. The place hums with the energy of Vesterbro: cyclists easing in for a quick bite, travelers clutching guidebooks, and locals dropping by after work, still in their puffer jackets. Step inside and you’re greeted with an unfussy, industrial edge—bare wood tables, playful nautical touches, chalkboard menus that change with the catch. But what sets Hooked apart isn’t just the food—it’s the way it bends tradition without breaking it. Fish and chips arrive not cloaked in heavy beer batter, but light as tempura, dusted in curry or vinegar salt that nods to distant coasts. Gyozas come swimming in peanut sauce, lobster rolls share space with poke bowls and burgers. This is where Danish seafood meets the world: cosmopolitan but still rooted in a Nordic respect for freshness. Sit streetside on a long summer evening and you’ll see a cross-section of Copenhagen—families sharing thick-cut fries, groups of friends splitting calamari, solo diners absorbed in their own reverie. There’s no ceremony; just laughter wafting across communal tables and staff who genuinely seem to love what they do. Hooked plays host to both wanderers and regulars—a bridge between Copenhagen’s old soul and its ever-evolving palate.