After months of heavy renovations, a small French revolution is happening in Wedding: A new restaurant has arrived, and its name, PASTIS, is not the only thing that refers to the art of living on France. “We want to go back to the good, simple recipes”, says Vincent Garcia. The 47-year old chef, who was born in Marseille, believes that the haute cuisine has gotten too far away from the roots of the French art of cooking. The menu at PASTIS, however, is based around the dishes you can find in a traditional Bistro.
What is a family centre? Dorothee Fischer can’t answer this question completely either. Generally speaking, a family centre is a spot for families offering counselling, activities and courses. Each family centre, funded by the Berlin Senate, is very individual, though. Dorothee Fischer contributes to this mix now – she is running the family centre at Osloer Straße (at Fabrik Osloer Straße), which was opened officially during the autumn break.
Men, staring into an oven – or, more precisely, at a pizza. It’s a special moment, though: The first pizza produced by ‘Stranero’.
Alejandro Pérez from Venezuela and Miguel Perra from Italy have been working together for years as pizza bakers and barkeepers. “Within the last years, Wedding has become more and more interesting for us”, says Alejandro. They couldn’t find a pizza place which meets their expectations, though. “So we decided to do it ourselves!”, he says. At Liebenwalder Straße 11, in one of the nicest Kiezes with classical old buildings in wedding, they found an empty restaurant.
One can’t imagine the African quarter – which isn’t necessarily known for its nightlife – without its FLOP bar. Bakri, the owner of FLOP, opens the place every day and at most nights offers music, concerts, film screenings or some other type of cultural program. The main reason why Bakri, who was born in Syria, decided to open his bar at Lüderitzstraße was that he wanted to enable people to have a beer in nice atmosphere without having to travel. A second reason is Bakris profession: He is a musician, a trained Kanoun player who knows the zither-like instrument by heart.
People tend to tell me that living in the realm of Tegel Airport comes with quite some noise on my sunny balcony. Indeed there are frequent interruptions of the villagey silence. I call them subwoofers. Others call them planes.
It was time to walk to the root of the noise to discover the nest of the subwoofers.
One of the popular places to planespot is the tiny hill by the highway off Kurt-Schumacher-Platz. You walk through a cosy residential area where gardens actually host airport lamp posts. At the end of the street that runs parallel to the highway there’s small trail onto the dune (Meteorstraße/Uranusweg).
What to do with a toaster that doesn’t work anymore? Or with a bike that causes problems? Or a jumper that was feasted upon by moths? Throw it away? Or maybe the “Repair Café” at Paul-Gerhart-Stift in Wedding can help?