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Pizza essen in Neapel

„Neapel sehen und sterben“ – das italienische Pendant zu Brügge. Und beinahe wäre das Sprichwort wahr geworden, wären wir nicht regelmäßig in letzter Sekunde den Vespas ausgewichen, die durch die weltbekannten, engen Gassen rasten, als wären sie auf dem Highway. Die Italiener sind ein bisschen verrückt – so viel steht fest. Aber sie sind auch das sympathischste verrückte Völkchen, das ich bisher kennengelernt habe. Laut, echt, entspannt. Neapel ist authentisch. Neapel – das ist Italien. 25 Grad, Mitte April. Mein erster und definitiv nicht letzter Besuch an dem Ort, an dem die Pizza erfunden wurde… Continue Reading

Hamburg

Hamburg x Italy x NYC: Due Baristi espresso bar

As spring is slowly approaching and everything gets light and lovely, strolls around the neighbourhood also become more frequent. There are two things I really love these days: The spring sun and freshly baked cake (alright, I always love cake). So, if you are looking for a little Sunday afternoon sugar coma in an incredibly bright and photogenic location, I might have discovered just the place for you. Continue Reading

Hamburg

Lunch Date: German chef Tim Maelzer’s „Bullerei“

German chef restaurant

When it comes to cuisine, us Germans have a lot to offer. And no, it’s not just Sauerkraut. I actually hate Sauerkraut because it hurts both my nose and my international reputation. In Germany, we have Maultaschen, Zwiebelrostbraten, Sauerbraten, Bratkartoffeln, Käsespätzle, Schupfnudeln, Wurstsalat („salad“ made of sliced meat, can you imagine that?) and more. Plus, we also have our own Jamie Oliver who gives traditional and international recipes a new twist: German chef Tim Maelzer, who just happens to own a restaurant in Hamburg’s popular Sternschanze area. It’s called „Bullerei“. Continue Reading

Hamburg

A view over Hamburg from St Michael’s Church

How long does it take to fall in love? To me, love has always been a matter of consideration, something to think about, weighing the pros and cons, the timing, the chances. Thinking and overthinking, I never quite seemed to realize that I already was – falling. Later, I would look back and find that it never was the thinking, not the actual, objective reasons that made me; it was the first moment. It’s a raised hand in a seminar, an unexpected face on my doorstep, it’s a hand shake in a dark bar. It’s the feeling that someone you didn’t know you were waiting for, just burst through the front door. I never expected to fall in love. Except when I came to Hamburg. Continue Reading

Hamburg

At a Turkish restaurant in Hamburg: Peacetanbul

It’s Wednesday night and I’m starting to write this article about an amazing Turkish restaurant I’ve discovered last week. When I type in the name of the place, I am suddenly reminded. I am reminded that, in the light of recent events, „peace“ sounds like mockery – once again. I wonder if I should postpone the article, if it would be more decent not to mention Istanbul and peace in one sentence today, when yesterday, people were killed there. Then again, I am convinced that the owners of the Turkish restaurant in Hamburg did not call their place ‚Peacetanbul‘ just because it sounded funny to them. I believe that, especially in days where terror threatens to become more powerful, we should stick together and remind ourselves that terror is not, and never will be, the same as nation or religion. And wouldn’t the world be a much better place, if more people sat together at one table? Continue Reading

Hamburg

Dinner on a boat: Alsterschiff Galatea

Alsterschiff Galatea

When my friend Susi and I go out, we usually find ourselves amidst an unexpected assembly of couples only. I swear, we’re not doing it on purpose – but somehow we always end up having a non-romantic romantic date and/or laughing at lovebirds who start fighting over who eats too much popcorn. Last Friday was no exception – except that we knew what was waiting for us. And we got so much more! We had an amazing Italian dinner on a boat in Hamburg. Continue Reading

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Why solo travel is a cure (Copenhagen)

I booked my first solo trip out of a feeling of utter despair and misery. Two weeks ago, after a regular Tuesday, I just couldn’t stand myself anymore. Something made me not want to be in my shoes. And the only thing that felt remotely like escaping my situation was a getaway. Alone. I didn’t want to lean on anybody, wait for anybody, or be with anybody. I just wanted to get out. So that is what I did. A 48 hour solo trip to Copenhagen, a city that ranked highly on my bucket list – my very own Scandinavian escape, the weekend after the next. I had never done solo travel. But the moment I hit „book“, I started to breathe again. Whatever it was, it was going to get better. Here’s how Copenhagen made me smile. Continue Reading