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.
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
Some restaurants that freshly open their doors in Berlin come with an extra special serving of hype. With some, it is justified, and with others.. not so much. In the case of Crackers, we were overly excited to see what the former (and legendary) club Cookies had turned into after we said goodbye at the
Ah, the Gräfekiez. Our little Prenzlauer Berg enclave beyond the Landwehrkanal, right amidst the leftovers of the so-called “Berlin Ghetto” at the cross between Kreuzberg and Neukölln. Gräfekiez: the only area of Berlin NOT in the far away West that my visiting parents feel comfortable hanging around in. And on my spießig side, I also very
Oh my dear Graz, you really are like an ex-boyfriend or girlfriend, aren’t you. Sometimes you feel like the one that got away, and I’m still in love with your beautiful old town with all those little winding alleys and majestic buildings, your ever blooming scene of creative movers, thinkers and doers and your intimate
You know what I love about living in Kreuzberg? Basically everything I need is right here and I rarely ever have to leave this part of town to do or get something. BUT that also means that I do exactly that: almost never leave Kreuzberg. (Except going to university in Charlottenburg. But that doesn’t count, since it’s not for
There is no universal, absolute “best pizza” in Berlin or anywhere else in the world for that matter. Pizza is so incredibly versatile that you can’t possibly find a benchmark of taste. All I can do is narrow down the niches of pizza and select what I’m in the mood for. One day, I’ll be craving the
Whatever you may think about the Potsdamer Platz, at night some of it’s horrible planning and invasive architecture regain dignity through the mesmerizing lights. If anything, it’s as close as we can get to the standard image of the big city. Although I am hardly ever there, I still secretly enjoy the atmosphere. Now I would’ve had a couple of