How I love Berlin with its droves of café options. How I love that the majority of them light a…read moresingle tapered candle on each table starting at dusk and somehow that makes cold, dark autumn afternoons all the more enjoyable. How I love how they all offer wine. Of course I want to start drinking wine at 3 in the afternoon. I'm in Berlin, after all.
I visited Berlin last fall with a mission in mind: to finish my novel revisions, so I had to spend the majority of my time there suffering away my days in cafes, bars, etc. (poor me, right?)
I'm a sucker for environment when it comes to working, socializing and drinking. Kohlenquelle is not the coziest place in town, but absolutely a place that encouraged my friend and I to sit down, split a bottle of wine (SO CHEAP!) and get to writing. It's so hard sometimes, to be inspired. But not in Berlin. I daresay I could stand on a street corner and be inspired to get the masterpiece that is lurking within out onto the page (or screen, if you will).
Although I had a few favorites in Penzlauerberg that had better options for food, Kohlenquelle was just right for its slightly shabby, rustic if you will (those bathrooms are kind of scary), environs.