We also stopped by a wonderful Syrian bakery in the (predominantly) Turkish neighborhood. I swear if you just went by all the shops lined up on Sonnenallee — halal butchers, over-the-top bridal gown stores, döner, shwarma, falafel, grilled chicken places… you’d think you’re in Istanbul
We have a place the next town over (Sevan, in Watertown, MA) that offers a pistachio baklava that I love! This is now making me think about picking some up!
Are you referring to any specific menus I posted? Most of them are bilingual online, and usually in print form on site as well. That’s not a very new development, however.
Lotsa Anglos / ex-pats in Berlin (the Williamsburg hipsters long ago discovered us a while ago).
I was referring to the signage at Goldie’s Smashburger, “Best bad food in town”, but I’ve seen English in unexpected places like menu boards in France. Not quite bilingual, since the native language versions aren’t there.
To be fair, they’re selling smashburgers & fries, which I guess was the point of your second sentence. No feasible German translation as marketable or recognizable. Most of the planet has been Americanized at this point
A spectacular meal at November Brasserie, a fantastic & ritzy resto in our hood, where the haute volée likes to hang out… but we were here solely for the quality of the fish & the rest of the menu. How nice to be a nepo baby and go here on the regular — but for us it’s def a rare splurge.
We shared a bunch of nigiri & a few other plates, then finished our meal with… MOAR NIGIRI
Our first meal (!) this summer at our favorite French bistro, Les Valseuses. It’s THE place to get steak frites in the city, but everything here is usually very good. I was bummed to see that they’d taken the duck rillettes off the menu, however, but we made do with the equally fantastic terrine, served with Armagnac plums and very tart cornichons.
We also shared a trio of deviled eggs that were decidedly underwhelming, especially at 9€
The steak frites OTOH was as excellent as ever. Two filets, one with blue cheese sauce, one with au poivre (mine), and an entrecôte with tarragon butter. The frites are fried in beef tallow and are the best fries in the universe. The accompanying salad was a bit of a disappointment. It is usually dressed with a zesty, mustardy dressing that plays nicely against the richness of the fries & meatz, but this time it was lacking zip.
Happened to be in the Turkish hood around lunch time, so naturally we stopped in at Mardin again & shared 20 of those scrumptious midye & a plate of lamb ribs.
A lavish brunch at a Russian place that’s been around forever, yet I’d not once been in 25 years (!) despite walking by it many times. It’s on a lively corner near a beautiful old water tower, with many large old trees providing shade from a rather warm day. Both my PIC and I got the eggs benny — his with (very good) bacon,
both served on brioche with a basil hollandaise, both fantastic. My bestie had the No. 2 vegetarian breakfast, which was a STOFood: blini stuffed with arugula & cream cheese, organic scrambled eggs, avocado, hash browns with eggplant ragout, hummus, quark pancakes, bread basket.