Blumencafé

I thought of one, in particular, and wished she could share the moment with me, the two of us reading and enjoying each other's company. Those were the feelings invoked in me during breakfast in this oasis of serenity (not including the parrots, of course!), but given that I was there quite early, in the dead of winter, makes me doubt that the Blumencafé is anything if not popular--it's on the main drag in Prenzlberg, of course, and only a jaunt up from Kastanienallee. The service was very relaxed and uninstrusive, and when I left, the cute girl offered me a flower from the shop next door. Nice touch!