Suicide Sue, Prenzlauer

I don’t know how a coffee shop known as “Suicide Sue’ would go down in Australia, particularly with it’s eye -patched, sword wielding heroine.

Suicide Sue is like a brunette version of the Daryl Hannah character from ‘Kill Bill’.

The coffee shop however is not really edgy, but a comfortable, well designed space with very good coffee and a great breakfast menu.

Monterey Bar

Monterey Bar, Danzigerstrasse, Prenzlauer.

The first Australian I met in Berlin was a Melbourne guy who owns this bar. I went in because of the craft beer signs outside. Basically has beer, whisky and rock and roll late).

Like a lot of bars I’ve been to in Berlin this one doesn’t open until 6pm or 7pm. In this case Adie and his partner also run Alternative Berlin tours so they have a day job. ( )

Charlottenburg Palace

One of those odd moments when a quick snap gave me much more than I was expecting. I was walking across the road from the Berggruner Museum to Sammlung Scharf-Gerstenberg when I stopped to take a snap of Charlottenburg Palace. The result was an almost painting-like image that I didn’t realise was there until I looked at it later. I was also shooting across the multi-lane Spandauer Damm so can’t believe there were no vehicles in the shot.

Vagabund Brauerei

Vagabund Brauerei is a craft beer bar and brewery in Wedding, Berlin. It is still a fairly low key operation, but they have plans for expansion.

From my point of view the Berlin craft beer scene is quite immature compared to the Australian scene. Most places serve pilsner or weissbier and while some of it is quite good, it seems fairly bland compared to the better craft beers about.

I tried both the Vienna Pale Ale and the Double IPA here as they are house brews. The Double IPA was a bit bitter for my taste, but the Vienna Pale Ale while more cloudy than you might expect, was a very tasty beer.

As an aside, Vagabund describes itself as a “Community Supported Brewery”, and has a membership format to encourage input into what they are doing. –

Reading Brecht in Berlin

The tattered cord
can again become knotted.
It holds
but it is torn.

Perhaps we’ll face
each other again
but there,
where you left me,
you’ll not meet me

I’ve been in Berlin long enough to start reading Brecht for pleasure, although not in the original German.

Jewish cemetery, Prenzlauer

Part of the Jewish cemetery ( Jüdischer Friedhof ) in Schonhauser Allee, Prenzlauer. It’s history is an interesting read, although the only gravesite I specifically went looking for was that of Max Liebermann, the expressionist painter who died in 1935. His wife committed suicide in 1943 rather than be deported and is also buried in the family plot.

Apparently the broken gravestones are not a result of deliberate vandalism during the Nazi era, but were damage d in WWII –…

Drinking in the street

Coming from a country with strict licensing laws, particularly about where you can and can not drink, I first found the idea of people wandering down the street with a beer rather odd. After a few weeks however I have got more used to it and have had the odd beer while wandering through a street market myself. One day I was sitting in the sun and two women came down the street, one with and ice cream cone and one with a beer. They posted a letter in the mailbox in front of me, turned around and wandered off chatting, one still munching on her ice cream cone, the other swigging on her bottle of beer.