Delicate little thing.

Sunday is a really dull day, unless it includes cooking or a war scene taking place next door or daily news about nuclear explosition. Today lived up to my expectations, unfortunately. Little can we do when these happen, although the small tiny things sometimes make the difference.

Greek saffron does make a difference. In Kozani, a bunch of farmers are collecting with bare hands one-by-one those purple flowers growing in endless hectars. Each one gives less than ten scarlet stamens, what we call saffron (krokos, in greek). 

Four of these slim and meager threads are capable of converting one litre of water to dark yellow broth and dye rice grains golden. 

Risotto ai funghi e saffron for dinner.

Berlin is for (asian) lovers.

Continued from the previous berlining  post

Our first night in Berlin we decided to eat at a famous- although hidden- place, named Pan Asia, at Rosenthaler Str. 38. For the girls who do not easily try other countries' cuisine was a challenge. For me, an asian dinner and some fresh sushi, was just heaven.  

Shrimp dumplings, chicken satay with peanut sauce and cucumber salad,  maki sushi, fried rice and hot curry noodles and (although they still do not know that they have eaten) me-kong duck, delicious and soft. 

 ps. Minimal style, young customers, good quality of food- an absolute value for money. I will return for sure. A litlle slow motion service, but gentle and polite. If you are a late-at-night-eater, reservations won't be needed.

Berliners.

Few months ago I visited Germany for the very first time.  It was a long weekend to Berlin with my beloved erasmus roomates, two beautiful sicilian ladies, Federica and Serena. Little did we knew about the city, I tried to "spot the hot" while on the flight concentraning to my Time Out guide.

We had major problems because of the really bad weather Europe was facing, flights were three hours delayed, temperature at - 5 C and a really rude girl at the reception of our hostel. However, we had the time of our lives, laughed a lot, danced at the street, made snow angels, drunk hyper cocteils, sang live at Sony Center with a great audience, took milliards of photos, walked till dawn,  and of course ate some awesome food, which I still find hard to believe.

This post is for my friends, sere y fede, las amigas italianas de Espana and pretzels that we mostly enjoyed.

Next, some posts about Berlin's eat about. 

To be continued...