Pico Pizza Amager — Restaurant in Copenhagen Municipality

We visited this pizzeria, and I have to say — their pizza concept is truly original and very interesting! Everything was absolutely delicious — the dough, the ingredients, and the flavor combinations were spot on. You can tell they really care about quality, and we were genuinely impressed.

The only thing that slightly spoiled the overall experience was the service after we finished eating. Once we were done, the waitress never asked if we wanted anything else — like dessert or another drink, even though our glasses were empty. It’s a pity, because we would have gladly ordered more and stayed a bit longer.

Overall, a great experience that would have been almost perfect if the staff had been a little more attentive after the...

Arrived at Pico Amager and waited a long time before anyone greeted us. When someone finally did, we were asked if we had a reservation. I said no, and the server immediately replied that they were fully booked — despite the restaurant having only one occupied table.

Out of curiosity, I checked online and saw available reservations at 12:30 and 12:45 (we arrived at 12:20).

The server didn’t offer alternative times or show any initiative. Very disappointing — will stick to the restaurant at Nørrebro.

Very...

En trio af lykke på Amagerbrogade

Der var engang en sulten vandringsmand, der gik hvileløst op og ned ad Amagerbrogade, mens aftenens skygger voksede og maven rumlede som torden i det fjerne. Han kiggede ind i menukortenes uendelige labyrint — pizza eller pakistansk? Burger eller biryani? Mozzarella eller bacon? Lam eller linser? Beslutningens byrde tyngede ham.

Men så, som et lille lys i skumringen, dukkede Pico op.

Her skulle man ikke vælge én. Her blev man fri. For hos Pico var pizzaens dilemma løst med et trylleslag — eller rettere: med Pico Trio. Tre små surdejspizzaer, hver med sin egen smag, hver som et lille eventyr på en sprød bund. Skinke, svampe, og mozzarella dansede side om side som gode venner på et sagnomspundet slot af smag.

De var små, ja — men store i glæde. Som små guldmedaljer for smagsløgene. Og den sultne mand? Han gik derfra med en mæt og mild sjæl og et hjerte, der slog...