Oh the veggie and vegan burgers, what a high art cuisine, tried by many, failed by most, and mastered only by a chosen few. While nearly every burger place in town also has a vegetarian and oftentimes even vegan burger on their menu, that doesn’t mean the choice of good ones would be plenty. Rather the opposite. There’s also no correlation of meat-grilling-talents and vegan artistry, a place serving a great beef-burger doesn’t necessarily (or possibly never?) also has the skills to do a good veggie one…
Author: Mary Scherpe
Over Christmas and Summer, Berlin is empty. As if half of the city has just fled, we, who are left here, are lucky enough to enjoy the city in beautiful emptiness. Because everyone’s at the lake, swimming with swans as in pollyday’s picture, which she submitted under the hashtag #linksinberlin. Not empty though, are the blogs, writing about our pretty home; and not empty either, are the event calendars which are filled with markets, markets, markets.
Although many of you might know this blog as a source for hunting down Berlin’s Best Burger, a have-to-eat-list of the best ice cream and elaborate bread tastings, what is actually also close to my heart is healthy vegan food. Not so much the vegan fast food, which seems to be had on every corner of Neukölln and Friedrichshain (granted, stellar exceptions exist), but the delicious clean vegan food. Not only am I trying to push the popularity by doing my superfood breakfasts at Markthalle Neun, but also by collecting reviews of the nicest places for vegan food in Berlin. And one of them is finally on the blog: Café Vux.
When we disembarked the small plane that brought us from Istanbul to Bodrum, in the South-West of Turkey, the question with whom we’d spend the next seven days came to my mind for the first time. Or if we’d have a bathroom for ourselves, or if the bed would be only 40cm wide, if at all. We were on transfer from the airport when I felt a slight nervousness rising in me, was it a good idea to agree to a seven day sailing cruise with complete strangers in the Turkish Aegean?
A couple of minutes later it’s clear that this was the best idea ever. All doubts were washed away when we entered the small bay close to Ortakent – an impressive all-wooden sailboat lay at anchor in the quiet waters, two masts reaching up high into the sky, a big dining table on top of the deck, soft couches at the stern and white sunbeds on deck. As if out of a dream.
I still like to believe that somewhere in Berlin there’s this fantastic Chinese restaurant, serving the most delicious and flavorful dishes, giving you goosebumps thanks to its Hunan freshness and makes you cry thanks to Szechuan pepper numbness. When I found the seriously good Tian Fu and Hot Spot though, my search didn’t end. Because I heard about this one place where you had to ask for a special red menu, a place that looked like any other cheap “Asian” deli, serving fried noodles but also Sushi and Thai-style plates. But if you asked the right questions, they’d serve you the best Chinese you can get in this city. I finally went there: it’s called Asia Deli. (No joke)