All posts tagged: cafe

Roadtripping the Pacific Northwest – Vancouver

Ending our magnificent roadtrip through the Pacific Northwest, we stayed five days in Vancouver. It was the place that surprised us most. A whole lot of concrete, milky-green house facades and the grey weather painted a different picture than the shiny one it is always described as. However, as I have a soft spot for authentic, edgy places, we found our way through the city – with Gastown and Revolver Coffee being our hot spots. The most wonderful part about Vancouver is, though, that everything is so close: endless woods, the mountains, the ocean, little islands and the city. We took a little ferry to Granville Island, famous for its permanent farmer’s market. And then there was my most favourite place in whole Vancouver: Le Marché St. George. Long before we arrived in Canada, I had discovered this beautiful café on Instagram. I was so happy to find it that I actually spent most of my BC time here. But who can blame me with those delicious crêpes on the lovely plates? Most remarkable about …

A weekend in Hamburg

Back when I lived in Hamburg I used to have a love-hate-relationship with the city in the north of Germany. Returning for a weekend, I have fallen all over again for its harbour, the view out to the cranes at night, all those cafés I called my second home. Combining the weekend trip with a wedding to celebrate was the best reason to enjoy some carefree days in Hamburg. Coffee at elbgold, waffles at Salon Wechsel Dich, delving among books at stories! and finally a wedding in front of the harbour panorama made this stay just perfect. And waking up in classy Hotel Hafen Hamburg also had its part to play… After my traditional Sunday morning routine, breakfast at Kaffee Stark, it was time to fly black to Amsterdam – but with quite some wistfulness in my luggage.

Roadtripping the Pacific Northwest – 48 hours in Seattle

I was sleepless in Seattle with Meg Ryan when I was a kid. I went to see Frasier’s office quite often – via TV at least. And my favourite radio channel KEXP is based in Washington’s beauty. There are quite a few things that attracted me to come to Seattle. Yet it was not the easiest city to approach somehow. With almost intrusively open-minded (in the very best sense) Portland and a lot of peaceful nature adventures behind me on this roadtrip, Seattle was a bit of a challenge to grasp. Probably due to the lack of time I had here. Nevertheless, I saw some wonderful and surprising parts of the city. And – of course – was so unbelievably lucky with my third Airbnb apartment on this journey again. Based right in hip Capitol Hill, I used the first night of my arrival to see the sundown against Seattle’s skyline from Kerry Park. The term “park” is not exactly appropriate for this little grass verge but it is ever so popular with locals and …

Roadtripping the Pacific Northwest – Back in Portland

After roadtripping Oregon and some further parts of the west coast I’ll tell you more about on the blog soon, we returned back to lovely Portland. My last piece on America’s foodie, hippie and hipster city number 1 might have suggested that I had taken a great fancy to Portlandia. If not: I have honestly fallen for Portland’s dreaminess. Big time. With our new Airbnb accommodation even closer to hip Alberta Street, we strolled the area all day, enjoyed coffee at Vita Cafe just to have more iced teas afterwards so as to cool down from Oregon’s hot summer. And as luck would have it, our second stay in Portland was on a Saturday so we headed to the waterfront to discover local produce from farmers and artists at Portland Saturday Market. Back to Alberta, I started feeling a little bit at home here – not least due to great Alberta Cooperative Grocery. I think I visited that organic supermarket more often than any other place in Portland. Who can blame me, though, with their …

A little Guide to Utrecht

The bigger, the better. That’s my name of the game when it comes to cities at least. Amsterdam, however, is so full of tourists most of the time that I quite often feel the need to take a short getaway. This weekend that mini-break led me to Utrecht. And I can’t put it differently: I fell deeply in love. My starting point was, of course, a coffee spot. And it was a good one! Entering The Village Coffee & Music, I instantly felt thrown back to my summer in Brooklyn two years ago. Unplastered brick walls, big ventilators and incredibly tasty cookies: I can’t imagine a café more perfect than this. After one day now I’m seriously considering driving all the way from Amsterdam to Utrecht just to sit down in this place again. Right next to The Village Coffee & Music a cute little shop called PUHA sells beautiful and unique dresses, leather bags, accessories and adorable jewellry. Prices are a little higher here, but the quality is most probably worth it. Plus, this boutique leaves you …

A stroll through De 9 Straatjes – Part I

My biggest hobby: Becoming a local. When it comes to city trips I’m eager to explore the places locals go to. When it comes to my own home town I’m happy to be the person who tries out that brand-new coffee house around the corner, to find the best pizza place in town and those secret little spots that offer you the concentrated charge of a city’s spirit while being entirely remote the (tourist) masses. Amsterdam is a completely charming place to explore new spots. It’s so small that tourist paths and local paths often intertwine. Which makes it exhausting some times yet delightfully challenging at the same time. With my office located right in picturesque Keizersgracht, my first little centre is a hotspot itself. However, next to crowded cafés and popular fashion brands you find De 9 Straatjes, cute streets alongside the Canal Belt. Last week’s springy weekend invited me to a stroll through the 9 Straatjes and the Canal Belt. Here’s an excerpt from it: Coffee at Caffè il Momento. It’s very busy outside …

Late Summers

[…] Wer jetzt kein Haus hat, baut sich keines mehr. Wer jetzt allein ist, wird es lange bleiben, wird wachen, lesen, lange Briefe schreiben und wird in den Alleen hin und her unruhig wandern, wenn die Blätter treiben.  (Rainer Maria Rilke – Herbsttag) Das Vorübergehen des Sommers fühlt sich für mich jedes Jahr aufs Neue an wie zu Hause ankommen. Man braucht keine Entschuldigung mehr, lieber in Cafés zu sitzen und durch Magazine zu streifen, als nachts um die Häuser zu ziehen, ein Wochenende auch mal zu Hause zu verbringen, statt am Besten gleich morgens das Haus zu verlassen. Gleichzeitig bleibt dieser süßliche Nachgeschmack vom Sommer. Von Abenden mit Eiscreme. Jeden Abend. Lauen Stunden im Park. Musik unter freiem Himmel. Auf einen wundervollen Spätsommer mit stundenlangem Betrachten der Polaroids vom Sommer, während mittlerweile schon die Regentropfen gegen die Fenster schlagen…

Birthday Breakfast at Kalaset

I’m back from a week in Copenhagen and I had a hard timing leaving this beautiful city. From our tasteful AirBnB apartment in hip Vesterbro to wonderful shops in Norrebro to cute little cafés all over town – Copenhagen has so much to offer! Of course, it was particularly the cafés that monopolized me. And as I spent my 25th birthday on the trip, it called for the best pancakes in Copenhagen. I’m pretty sure we found them. At café Kalaset in the very town centre. Even though I’m used to avoiding the typical tourist path when travelling, the inner city was a must for a heavenly breakfast. And beautiful decoration. Come sit down with my at one of the colourful vintage tables! I had very fluffy blueberry pancakes and a soy yoghurt with fruit. So good! Look at all those vintage radios on the wall! I wish I had such a proud collection. Kalaset Vendersgade 16 Copenhagen More impressions and photos from my Copenhagen trip to come! Have a cozy Sunday, Juna

Almost 365 Days of Kaffee Stark

There is this one place in town I had sworn myself I would never check out again: Kaffee Stark. It was three years ago. I was new to Hamburg and not exactly able to cope with this specific St. Pauli manner. Let’s call it understatement in friendliness. Now – some years later – I’m so fond of this place I’m found here almost everyday. It’s my office, my favourite breakfast option, the place I go to to have a strong cup of coffee with friends or alone. Either I have become less friendly over time or I’m fallen in love with this specific St. Pauli manner. I suppose it’s the latter.