We finally made it to Kramer restaurant we’d planned to check out last week, but my GD summer cold had us cancel.
Due to a severe storm with 85mph winds* forecast for roughly around dinner time, we changed the rez to 9pm, hoping the worst of it would have passed by then.
The storm was intense, but very short-lived. By 7pm it was all over, and you wouldn’t have known it had ever happened: blue skies and sun were back. Just a lot of branches everywhere. Typical Berlin 
Since the weather had calmed down we decided to take my Vespa into the epicenter of hipsterdom, Neukölln/NewBrooklyn.
Service was very American, with lots of young & enthusiastic servers, and fun 90s music playing in the background. I had a pisco punch with pineapple and lime that was refreshing & not too sweet, while my dude started off with a local pilsner, then moved on to a very nice rosé.
The amuse was a blood-red beet ‘elixier’ with a touch of sea salt & chili oil. Very refreshing, very beety, and served in bowls one of the kitchen staff makes himself!
We shared grilled baby romaine with pomegranate dressing,
white asparagus with a cashew-miso sauce,
and the main attraction I’d been salivating over since I saw their IG pics: the picanha w/chimichurri, which we ordered med-rare. Everything came together. The picanha was medium, so we flagged down a server to have it remade.
The server said we could keep it and “snack on it while waiting for the next steak,” but we weren’t interested in spoiling our appetite.
The salad with pom dressing was a-ok, probz coulda used a bit more char from the fire, and the dressing needed salt.
The asparagus my PIC did absolutely not want to share initially was the most interesting and delicious dish of the night, with a rich, creamy & deeply flavorful miso-cashew (!) sauce & yeast sprinkled on top.
The second round of picanha was cooked perfectly & appropriately beefy. Our chimi is better, tho 
Overall, a very nice meal, but not something to add to my master list. We’re glad we tried it — even the NYT did a write-up in 2023,
which we discovered posted outside the door on our way out. Since I was driving, the speakeasy visit as per @medgirl’s recommendation had to wait for another time.
*Not to be one of those folks, but I could swear we didn’t have winds like that when I was growing up in the last century. Not as strong, and not nearly as often.
