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Industry Standard in Neukölln, Berlin

October 10, 2017

It took approximately two hours, that’s all I needed to confirm that Berlin and I were just not meant to be. It’s something I probably knew five years ago when I first set foot into the city, but was too green and travel-shy to admit it. Everyone I met raved about the German capital – the troubled but engrossing history, the edgy culture, and even the late night or early morning raves themselves. I am fascinated in the tales from its divisive past, but the transformation that followed is less appealing to me. Berlin is often praised for being grungy and alternative, but frustratingly, I have failed to find the charm in the grit as others do. I am self-aware enough to admit that the truth is, I’m just not cool enough. Berlin, it’s not you, it’s me.

However, it didn’t help that during the weekend we had to shelter in a construction site during a twenty minute torrential downpour, I felt the need to re-try currywurst to make sure they weren’t as bad as I remembered (they were), and I fell horribly ill one day which severely hindered my enthusiasm for seeing anything other than our hotel room! But there was a silver lining… and as ever, my salvation came in the form of food, in particular the food at Industry Standard. Frequently lauded as one of the city’s ambitious new bistros, it seems that when it comes to a restaurants, I might just be cool enough to appreciate Berlin’s edginess…

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A Bit Casual Eating Out London

Berlin Brünch, Clapton

February 11, 2016

2015 was not a good year for brunch and I; we kind of fell out of sync, we didn’t agree on certain things, it was like we were no longer compatible. While everyone was gushing over their #avocadotoast or #yolkporn on instagram, I was wincing at the thought of paying £10 for avocado roulette (ripe or not) or grumbling at the fact that one egg on half a muffin was becoming a normal portion size.

It just confirmed that I don’t like eggs or pancakes enough to warrant a special trip out for them, so sorry brunch, I’m just not that into you… I’ll move straight to lunch, thanks very much. But just before the year was out and the foodblogger police caught wind of my rebellion against the current it-girl of meals, there was a glimmer of hope for brunch and I, for which I have the Germans and my text message skim reading habits to thank.

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