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Stefan and the chili cocktails, Berlin, Germany.
For some reason this guy always (oh well at least twice this year) shows up in the weirdest of places. It might be in Tokyo or Berlin. This time he brought his ace wife Stina who, armed with killer guidebook, aimed us at this bar out in the middle of nowhere (in a more sober condition I think I recall "no where" to be Prenzlauer Berg).
It was wicked. In the middle of a quiet residential area was one of the sweetest cocktail bars I´ve ever been to. Stefan, being the grand wizard of drinks, ordered us chili drinks that tasted, well, like chili. In an act of trying to be urbane I then asked for something fruity, yet masculine.
Now I shall forever be known as the weird, queer Swede in the eastern parts of Berlin.
P1000790
Stefan and the chili cocktails, Berlin, Germany.
For some reason this guy always (oh well at least twice this year) shows up in the weirdest of places. It might be in Tokyo or Berlin. This time he brought his ace wife Stina who, armed with killer guidebook, aimed us at this bar out in the middle of nowhere (in a more sober condition I think I recall "no where" to be Prenzlauer Berg).
It was wicked. In the middle of a quiet residential area was one of the sweetest cocktail bars I´ve ever been to. Stefan, being the grand wizard of drinks, ordered us chili drinks that tasted, well, like chili. In an act of trying to be urbane I then asked for something fruity, yet masculine.
Now I shall forever be known as the weird, queer Swede in the eastern parts of Berlin.