City-bound and reliant on trains, my pulse quickened when Kristina mentioned she had a friend's car and wondered if there was anywhere in Brandenburg I cared to explore? My mind darted in a thousand directions at first (Buckow, Gut Osgrosen,......
We had the happiest time picking strawberries at Vierfelderhof. It took us less than forty-five minutes to get there on the bus from Schöneberg (the X34 from Zoo Station is speed itself) and the farm is within the city limits.......
After too much work and whirlwind we needed a weekend away. S cycled through the puddles, befriended the farm cat and did her best to go down a slide that had been engulfed by an apple tree. I thought Brandenburg......
I'm generally not a brunch person (those curling slices of salami! those sweating squares of anonymous cheese!). But, researching a guide, I had a long conversation with one of the women who run Café Aroma. She told me this restaurant-cum-Italian......
When we woke to sun and temperatures above freezing, we knew we had to seize the moment. We rode the S8 north past windmills and fields to the town of Birkenwerder. When we left the train station and walked north......
I couldn't resist this spray of leaves on the wet pavement. I have had dreams of apple chutney for presents so when Kristina asked about apple-picking I wanted to know too. I thought first of Mundraub, because this database of......
A bit sunstruck still, just back from Blankenfelde and its Tag der offenen Höfe. The open day itself was underwhelming but I was pleased to pass this facade bearing the typographic traces of a Tante-Emma-Laden; such signs were once so......