Past Friday saw the opening of John Bock’s first solo exhibition at the Sprüth Magers gallery in Mitte – it’s called Knick-Falte in der Schädeldecke (though you probably shouldn’t even try to translate this title, I’ll still give it a try: folding line in the skullcap), presenting three groups of work from between 2010 and 2014.
Archive: March 2014
I don’t know about you, but it is a rare occasion that I eat something so delicious I keep thinking about it for days. It happened after going to Café Valentin, just a stone’s throw away from the (occasionally) sunny Maybachufer.
It might look like a French café from the outside, but it is in fact thoroughly Swedish. Mary already went there a while ago for some homemade baked goods such as kanelbullar, but it turns out they have a few more tasty tricks up their sleeve.
On an unprecedentedly warm and sunny day for early March, I found my way into Martin’s Place by the scent of freshly baked cakes that filled the air on Pannierstrasse. It was as though the pied piper himself was there, luring me in to satisfy my sugar addiction.
Once inside, I found myself in a state of distress, unable to decide what to try first. I was pressed up against the glass cabinet, ogling all the cakes, tarts, and jars on display. Luckily, Joseph and his wife sensed my dilemma (a problem they must be well accustomed to dealing with) and came to my aid.
When two Berlin foodie professionals told me they’d found it, the greatest Asian supermarket in Berlin, it was hard to keep my expectations and my emotions in check. I told the Wednesday Chef about it and she too was tickled; what if it had a wide range of products like the ones at the Dong Xuan Market, just more centrally located and less enveloped in pervasive plastic smells? And what if is was more spacious and clean compared to the Go Asia market on Kantstrasse?
What I love most about the Berlin food scene is that it lets you travel the world just by wandering the streets and stopping here and there for something to eat — whether that means digging into a French breakfast, cherishing an American cheesecake with your coffee, or slurping up a bowl of ramen.
Actual world travel can be just as inspiring: On a trip to Korea, the Berlin-born Korean-Vietnamese team behind Ban Ban Kitchen had the genius idea to start serving Korean soulfood. In their tiny shop in the U-Bahn-forsaken south of Neukölln they now serve a kind of fusion food that is anything but fussy, combining the best of two international (street) cuisines — read: kimchi pommes or bulgogi burgers.