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Oranges are Not the Only Fruit…


I’ve been working in Berlin for the last three days, just in case that fact had escaped you. I’ve been seeking everything German since being here ~ traditional German restaurants; German food; German beer; German anything and everything.

My German colleagues suggested we go out for lunch today “shall we go for pasta?” and then for drinks / dinner “how about tapas?” … erm that’s not very German I thought, plus *shush* I find pasta a bit dull, plus even more so I wanted sausage, bratwurst, brotwurst, currywurst, tbh any kind of wurst would have done, I was primed and ready for wurst!

Pasta .. YAY [dull] I thought but my misgivings were quickly drop kicked out of the window as soon as the Tagliatelle Chef arrived at A Posto ~ fillet steak edges and mushrooms in a cream sauce ~ delicious, actually utterly delicious.  And a steal at €7.90 for pasta, salad and a drink.

Later that night after a quick cocktail in the office [nice to see the German office observe the same cocktailian traditions] we headed off for Tapas at Yosoy somewhere in Alexanderplaz or close to it.  Perched on high narrow benches with only butt-clenching strength to keep me from sliding to the floor we shared these two delicious platters and a fair amount of wine … then the boys had cocktails and I had gin … and then we slipped and slided home.

I was so pleasantly surprised by non-German-German food, oranges really are not the only fruit.

Find A Posto here and Yosoy here

First German Meal


Ok I’m aware that that sounds rather like a “Last Supper” post, but I thought I’d try what I thought was a fairly traditional German restaurant … my German colleagues, once they stopped laughing at me, said “typical tourist” soooo I’m guessing Block House isn’t *traditional* German anything and now you too can stop laughing!

Regardless, I enjoyed my non-traditional fayer at Block House

the onion soup with a buried crouton under half a tonne of cheese was good as was the ribeye steak ~ baked potato with sour cream, that’s novel … now the Erdinger beer was delicious, but then I drink that in London … should try harder is guess!