Ah, New York. Home to the best of the best. From pizza and pastrami to bagels and bodegas, if you want it, NY has it. And it is the best.
Also, apparently home to the “best fly fishing east of the Rockies,” according to the New York State Conservationist Magazine. Who knew?
Of course, the Empire State is also known for its infamous New York-style cheesecake. From Junior’s to Eileen’s Special Cheesecake and S&S, it’s hard to argue with the feeling of your arteries closing as you take ‘just one more bite’ of the creamy cake made of fromage.
I mean, it’s hard to argue with a New Yorker in general. Colin Heinrich offers a guide “how to win an argument with somebody from New York” …but he’s not a native New Yorker so I wouldn’t trust him.
Back to Berlin. Remember that time I was in Berlin and it was awful? Ok, it wasn’t that bad…just, like, weird and grungy with a real sex, drugs, and
rock & roll house music type vibe. Sounds like my kind of place, right?
ruby slippers off-white BOBS Skechers together, desperately trying to get back to NY*
The cake made of cheese, guys. The cheesecake.
I was led to a little place called Five Elephant by Loic, the photographer I booked for an Airbnb Experience. More on that in another post…but here’s a sneak peek:
Dammmnnn, nice photo skills, Loic! Ok, back to the cake.
Loic asked if I’d like to stop somewhere for a drink (beer) or a coffee.
Me: ‘Oh, yeah! Cawwwfeee for sure!’
On we went. Loic insisted that the place we were going not only had great cawwfee but the *best* cheesecake as well.
*New Yorker skepticism sets in*
Who does this guy think he is? He’s not even from Berlin and now he thinks some random cawwfee shop has the ‘best’ cheesecake. We’ll see about that. Has he ever been to NY? Nope, he hasn’t. WHAT DOES HE EVEN KNOW?!
Five Elephant is on an unassuming street in Berlin’s more artsy fartsy district, Kreuzberg. And, well, I’ll try to describe the cheesecake…but first, a photo:
Do you see that thin layer on the top? Yeah, I don’t know what that is either. But cheesecake will never be the same without it.
And that crust? Yeah, again, I don’t know but it was THE BEST.
And the actual cheesecake? ‘Holy bananas’ is all I can say.
It was as if the cheesecake was whipped for days on end by little elves. Magical, delightful, cheesecake-making elves. (Sidenote: I am ready for snowy weather and Christmas. Can you tell?)
GUYS. I know I can be dramatic, but LOOK at Jonathan’s review. He is a “LOCAL GUIDE.” The internet doesn’t lie!
Yo, that guy Jonathan that reviewed this place WAS RIGHT. 😂
The comments go on and on…I’ve noticed folks have knocked off stars for the cafe’s lack of WiFi, but seriously. You will not need to connect to anything except your inner soul once you take a bite of that cheesecake.
I almost don’t want to ‘publish’ this blog post for fear that this place will really catch on and turn into a chain and then it’ll be awful.
But I’m not that popular, so publish I shall!
Alas, it was a cake made of cheese that left me beguiled by Berlin.
You win, Berlin.
Spread kindness and cheer (and cheese and cake), xo