Tempelhofer Ufer is not anyone’s idea of Berlin at its most charming, especially in winter. Yet here I was, huddled up in my winter coat scrunching up my face against the sharp, freezing wind and overtaking a typically optimistic gaggle of Mediterranean high-schoolers taking some time to chat on the phone dressed in abysmally thin (but matching, bless) Jack Daniels wifebeaters. It was obvious: they were going to have the best school trip EVER and I was in need of some comfort food.
Author: Florian Duijsens
At the risk of telling you something you already know, Dao serves authentic Thai cuisine and is, according to authorities both well-informed and not-, the best Thai restaurant in town. All the reason you need to take a trip to Charlottenburg.
I don’t know about you, but whenever I get sick I have my own recovery regime: I pop some paracetamol, make sure I have plenty of tea on tap, and wrap myself up in layers upon layers of blankets. To really flush out the flu, though, really sweat and cry out that venom, I need two more things: very sad movies and very spicy food.
It is a rare thing to come upon a second-hand bookstore that’s bright and airy rather than shadowy and stuffy. Not that I mind the darker, more labyrinthine Antiquariate, don’t get me wrong; in a world of dwindling bookstores I’m happy to browse any shop for literary, or just beautifully bound, old treasures.
I’ve been going to Hoshi for over eight years now; first in New York, then, once I finally moved here, I was ecstatic to find the same standard of excellence applied at their location on Garnisonkirchplatz, just on the other side of the Hackescher Markt S-Bahn station.