There are some fantastic, wildly unusual and overwhelmingly creative spaces and places in Berlin. Whether it’s a restaurant or a secret hideout for a romantic picknick, we love strolling around our little Metropolis to find fresh places with an exciting story.
Once again I was able to share my blissful stay with another visiting friend. She’s a German-bred woman, but had not yet given her taste-buds a bite of this city… not to mention the heavenly Prinzessinnengarten pizza we rewarded ourselves with when our insanely busy weekend came to an end. I’ve realized this trip has taught me a lot about myself;
Over four years ago, Marcus released a post on FindingBerlin about how the Berliner club doors looked by daylight. The post became one of our biggest at the time, and people started playing the game of “guess the door”. What it became to me, though: a list of clubs that were slowly disappearing. Now, in 2015, not only
STEAK NIGHT SHOW was put on by none other than Mediasteak (we can see how the theme ties in eh?), an online blog dedicated to showcasing their personal collection of notable documentaries and short films. It is a brilliant way to expose yourself to a world of film that isn’t so often publicized. The night took place
I’m not going to lie: I’ve been running FindingBerlin mostly from my bed in the past five years. Every important phone call, every e-mail, and close to every blog post: yup, from my bed. But I have to grow up now if I want to be taken seriously. I can’t dodge the bullet of professionalism anymore, especially now that
Nobody likes winter. Not in Berlin, anyway. Cold dark streets and tired withdrawn people exist in a different city to the one so full of energy and spirit during these summer months. When the sky finally clears and the sun shines you have to make the most of it. With this in mind, a sunny Sunday morning
Thank you, mother earth, for your generous variety of lovely vegetables, seeds and fruits. I was addicted to bad carbs and blocks of bacon grease once, but now I know that I have sinned. I can’t participate in those nasty gangbangs anymore. I say: enough with the burger-bukkake. I am not that kind of person now, I am new, I am real, I am
Germans don’t do dates. Either they magically fall in love at school or their workplace, or — standard procedure - they get wasted, randomly hook up and simply end up staying together for a long, long time. I like dating culture, though. Personally I think it’s one of the most exciting (read: catastrophic) ways of getting to know someone. First of all, the
Usually, I like to excuse my own laziness with handy proverbs like “Good things take time” or “Rome wasn’t build in a day” and then just be fine with it. But every once in a while, I could kick my ass for being such an idle soul, as it was the case with Beuster Bar, a restaurant/cocktail heaven-hybrid located in
For the last couple of years, concept stores have been popping up like mushrooms here in Berlin and while some of them are real nice, I feel like most of them are just the same “curated” selection of designer brands, super exclusive sneakers and cutesy little goods that no one (read: me) can afford. But every
There’s no shortage of quality Korean restaurants in Berlin anymore (thank God). Whether a hangover cure, quick snack or a big BBQ-playground, the supply comes in all shapes and sizes. And since we’re the ambassadors of Korean food, it’s our duty to find every opportunity to indulge. The latest addition is a very sleek designed Korean restaurant on
As you all have noticed, sometimes I do things just so you don’t have to do them again. Like, eat greasy food in crappy places and hate myself afterwards (I do it for the Likes, not the lulz). And sometimes I break into abandoned places to show you how cool Berlin isn’t anymore. And sometimes — very rarely — I also do
Kottbusser Damm surely isn’t a treasure chest of healthy food options. There’s all sorts of Döner, Pizza and Kebap for an after hour of a wild night out, but nothing even remarkably close to healthy and modest (unless you consider the overcrowded Sushi joint at Maybachufer or the various bakeries as something healthy). Except… there is a healthy option!
A couple of months ago a Korean food restaurant opened up on Reichenberger Straße next to where I live. It looks like it’s been there since the 70’s or something, a shabby, worn-out, completely undecorated place that smells and looks grimey as fuck. I don’t know how it can be legal (or somehow even possible) to establish a restaurant like this.
Okay, I’ll admit it: I don’t really like shopping. No wait, let me correct myself: I don’t like shopping in the real, non-online world. As a true materialist, I of course like having stuff, but the downsides of physically buying it are just fear inducing. Spending hours running through the city or — God help me — a shopping center, masses of people moving