We worked in Kate's studio all morning and then it was time to take a break. She told me a new Italian place had opened up a week ago so we rode our bikes up Müllerstraße. When I stepped into Da Baffi, I smiled. The lilies' shadow on the wall had the crispness of cut paper. The golden light filtering through the front window!
The friendly Bolognese man behind the counter explained he and his partners had considered locations in Friedrichshain and Mitte before they settled on this former hairdresser's shop in Wedding. It was, on that afternoon, empty, and oh so full of charm.
When I looked back on these pictures in subsequent days, a hesitation haunted me. A few years ago I would have posted them immediately, jubliantly. A new Italian place in Wedding! Exciting! Having seen how this story ends in Mitte and Prenzlauer Berg and Friedrichshain and now Neukölln, the innocence of delighted discovery is alloyed with unease.
Nevertheless, Da Baffi, with its good food, solid style and winsome staff, now open for dinner only (lunch wasn't profitable enough) from Tuesday to Sunday.