I laugh in the face of caffeine…read more
I drink it all day long, til the wee hours of the night...and can STILL pass out, resigned to sleep like a trucker on a 24-hour shift in a parking lot off some lone highway. I laugh in the face of caffeine.
I am here to tell you: THE WAKEY SHAKE is no joke. Do not laugh at it.
This shake is super-fueled-ice-cream-powered alertness. It sweetly says "espresso mit eis" on the chalkboard, but really it means ROCKETFUEL ice cream. I wandered over to Prenzlkasper yesterday around 4pm...bypassing Cafe CK for my usual afternoon pick-me-up, seeking a bit of an indulgence and remember the "Wakey Shake!" sign outside of this little roll-up ice cream counter outside of a Puppet Theater. Hmmm, sounds like a challenge if I've ever heard one. Plus, it was warm and beautiful...and I was in the mood for something to cool off a bit. Also, Germans love their ice cream treats...this place is crawling with children (there is a park nearby) demanding "kugle!" (scoops).
Me: I'll take the Wakey Shake.
Counter boy: Really? The Wakey Shake? (looks at watch)
Me: (undeterred) Yep!
Counter boy: (smiles) OK, wakey shake for you...!
Me: (waiting) (confident) (nothing can slow me down, or speed me up)
Counter boy: (emerges) I present to you, wakey shake!
Me: (happy) (smiles) walks away....
First taste, I think: "this is heaven." SO GOOD. 3,80 euros.
4am....12 hours later, still awake in bed. HOLY HELL, what was in that!?
And thus, a love affair has begun.