May
25
So, here's what I have found so far in Berlin:Two nice cafés with semi-consistent W-LAN internet access. Café Morena (Wienerstrasse 60) has a delicious carrot soup that's sure to satisfy your daily needs for dietary fiber. Bar Bateau Ivre (Oranienstrasse 18) has previously been mentioned in the NY Times (I have doubts if Michael Kimmelman has left any place in this city untouched by his paint-, wait, ink, again, keyboard-stained hands). They do have a juicy fruit, almond yogurt bowl and serve excellent decaf.
The need to play Bob Marley in cafés is spread worldwide from Starbucks in Michigan to Paris and, as I can now confirm, to Berlin.
Some really tall men. So tall that my head doesn't reach their shoulders. So tall that I can't see around them when a band plays in a small bar.
Really beautiful Swedish women. Do I need to mention that they're tall, too?
Room 77 (Graefestr. 77), a small bar, possibly operated by Americans, that can pack the house with 20 year-old-girls who like to wiggle and 26-year-old men who like to sport fedoras and watch girls wiggle just to see a 4-piece American "bluegrass" band. This band had the requisite banjo and harmonica, loose tanktops and beards, and also a washboard and a lead guitar with broken strings. But it was all just so silly, so silly.
Hähnchenhaus, a stand near Skalitzerstrasse that sells half a roasted chicken for 1.90€.
A super flatbread stand here in Kreuzberg, shown to me by Chaz, where warm, delicious flatbread can be purchased for a euro.
