I’ve never been to papa Fleury or the original CafeFleury (no website so have a look on the HG2 write up here) as it’s known across the street. The blue awning caught my eye as I trundled past it on the M1. Along with the menu listing, white on black, in a cluster of different fonts. And the outdoor seating, provided in the form of stacked ChariTea crates. Good looking place, it has to be to open on this street where rent must cost a pretty penny.I observed all this and more, jotted the name down and then as usual forgot all about it. Until a short time later both Cee Cee and Sugarhigh included it in their newsletter in the same week.
Lest I forget again, I quickly made plans for lunch with my girlfriend. When we arrived, someone had already scratched some nonsense into the thick pane of glass. I felt for the owners. I know how hard it is to open up a business and get it going well enough that you can stick your neck out and open a second place only to have someone deface it within weeks…The spunky awning outside is echoed with a wall of the same colour inside. A bar is lined with framed photographs of movie stars (Paul Newman, Marlon Brando type movie stars). There is an open fridge where you can help yourself to yogurts, quarks, drinks and the likes. Another serviced vitrine with some cakes and sandwiches. Or you can order from a small menu. The kitchen at the back is visible through a large open pass – always a sign of confidence that the cooks have nothing to hide.
I ordered the Flammkuchen and my friend a vegetarian tartine. The onion was on the thick side my preference for the onion on Fammkuchen is that it be paper-thin, so that it has a chance to melt during its brief stint in the hot oven. I use a mandoline and Nicky from Delicious Days recipe. I am looking forward to adding another Flammkuchen recipe to my arsenal in September when Luisa Weiss’ book, My Berlin Kitchen: A Love Story (with recipes) finally comes out.
We spent a good couple of hours there, enjoying the atmosphere in the pretty shop. It is a great addition to the Rosanthaler Platz clutch of shops. In other news, I attended one of the first Parlour Dinners in Mitte. A good effort from the enthusiastic organizers, our waitress in particular was gorgeous and charming. It was only the first one but my impression was that it is more of a Pret a Diner on a shoestring, more about the concept and perhaps meeting other hip young Berliners or thinking of becoming Berliners rather than a supper club the likes of Thyme & Co (for a list of supper clubs read the listing at the end of this post).
I’m off to Athens tomorrow for a couple of weeks but I will be posting from there. Wishing you guys some serious sunshine.