If you want to know me a little better.
In 2001, I had ended up in Italy, paid for a room for a month and was now sitting on a curb in Florence - completely broke. This was probably the moment in the movie about me where you would say it was the low point, where the protagonist had to decide which way life was going to go.
Before that, I had been under contract as a soccer player with several matches for the national youth team. Everything was going well, but then my father died and my world came to a complete standstill. Everything that life was, was suddenly no more.
However, a conversation I had with my father on the day he died would prove to be life-changing. My father had realized at that point that he was going to leave soon, and it had created a new kind of clarity for him; this was his last chance to send me on with my life.
He told me that day that most of life was static. A train that just went on and on with education and career and bills. Lasse, you have to jump off that train once in a while, he said. You have to live through your heart and not just let yourself be led through life by external circumstances, live consciously, he admonished.
After my father died, I fled out into the world, almost in a coma, I just had to get away, I remember, also from football, which was my entire identity. Everything suddenly felt foreign to me.
After traveling the world and a failed relationship with my childhood sweetheart, I was now sitting on the curb assessing my options. There was no way I was going home to Denmark, the escape had to continue, whatever the cost.
I walked around looking for work and at the Baldovino restaurant near Piazza Santa Croce I met a Danish woman, Rebecca, who took me in and let me be a dishwasher.
It was my first job in the restaurant industry and where I took my first steps as a restaurateur, which would prove to be my destiny for many years to come.