With a swollen black ‘n’ blue kneecap after wiping out on my bicycle on Monday, I hobbled over to Vux (Wipperstraße 14) to put myself in a self-induced sugar coma.
The Brazilian proprietor is notoriously sullen (moody artist-style), but boy, can he bake some (vegan) cake! And luckily he hires staff members who are a lot more cheerful than him. Like the green-haired girl that guided me to a tasty habanero tofu bagel (fuck the no gluten thing! I can’t do it! If no animals have been harmed and the only ill effects are a basketball-sized belly … ) and a vanilla/peanutbutter cupcake (that I ended up giving to my ex-husband’s sweet roommate who in turn gave me delicious home-made Polish sauerkraut pirogs).
Vux is definitely one of my top Berlin eateries — I just don’t make it here often enough considering I’m located at the other end of the Berlin universe.
Last week I had lunch at Tutti (Zossner Straße 17), a new Sudanese Imbiss whose tagline is Die Vegane Insel (meaning the Vegan island). It was strange then to find hallumi featured quite prominently on the menu.
I would love the whole world to be a vegan island and hallumi cheese to grow from trees, or on bushes. The problem is I don’t think it does.
Anyway, a veggie plate will set you back €5 and is a pretty tasty affair. The staff were friendly and seemed to have a good sense of humor.
I’m not in the Bergmannkiez that often, but next time I happen to be I wouldn’t mind trying it again.
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This Sunday at Indigo Yoga (Veteranenstraße 27, Mitte, Berlin) we will break down asanas into little particles and look at the little details that make up the whole.We finish with a Yoga Nidra Session, a so called yogic sleep, except it’s not really.
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Quite some time ago I decided to stop ordering leggings from Black Milk, due to the high prices combined with the unreasonable customs charges incurred by purchasing stuff from outside the EU.
Woe was me when I only had about twenty (!!!) pairs of leggings to choose from when going to, or teaching yoga.
Then I happened upon Lovely Sally, an Italian company that’s pretty much ripped off the whole Black Milk concept. But, their prices are 25% lower, shipping within Europe is cheaper and there’s no custom charges.
I received my first pair, pictured above, a few days ago, and I really like them. They are thinner than the Black Milk ones, which means they may tear more easily, but my skin also breathes better. I hope that means no more weird and uncomfortable pimples on my butt now!
So here I am! A yoga teacher advocating consumerism. Oh Universe, please forgive me!
“We are survival machines – robot vehicles blindly programmed to preserve the selfish molecules known as genes. This is a truth which still fills me with astonishment.”
“We, alone on earth, can rebel against the tyranny of the selfish replicators.”
Richard Dawkins, “The Selfish Gene”
After teaching at yellow yoga on Friday morning my plan was to head down to the Maybachufer market to stock up on veggies. But then one of my lovely students told me about the Friday farmer’s market at Markthalle Neun (Eisenbahnstraße 41), so I headed over there and had an amazing afternoon. My senses got a load; there were explosions of colors; veggies and flowers, the smell of freshly baked bread (and unfortunately also the puke-y stink of cheese) and the buzz of human voices.
Then I ran into the lovely Pascale, and we had lunch at Sun Day Burgers. Gluten-free vegan burgers with tangy mango salsa and raw maracuja cheesecake for dessert.
We talked about consumption, veganism, yoga, sexism and I forgot that I should have gone home. Until it was too late and I wandered the streets of Kreuzberg, drinking flat whites and looking at second hand furniture (at Pony Hütchen) until I had to go back and teach again.
I had a lovely night with some badass women I’m lucky lucky lucky to know! The night ended with a karaoke/twerking group effort performance of Peaches’ ‘Fuck the pain away’ at Monster Ronsons.
It started with a meal at Mio Matto (Warschauer Str. 33), a new Italian-inspired vegan eatery, above the Veganz supermarket in Friedrichshain. We got an Antipasti plate to start. It was a lovely platter of veggies — clean flavors and strong colors. I just had to try a gluten-free vegan pizza, as I am trying to cut gluten out of my diet. It satisfied me, but the crust was a bit rubber-y, as expected. One of the most impressive dishes that appeared at our table was the tofu steak with a fava bean purée and a salsify ragout (pictured). The coffee-marinated tagliatelle was also tasty.
I’ll be back. Soon.
Now hungover comfort food. Maybe Pad Thai sans eggs!
Anonymous asked: Hej! Misstänker att jag kan skriva på svenska... Jag och min kompis är på väg till Berlin med våra tonåringar. Vi ska bo vid Prenzlauer berg och undrar om du har några tips på bra veganrestauranger där eller någon annanstans i Berlin? Vore härligt med tips eftersom något av det bästa med att resa är att äta gott, men det inte är helt säkert att man springer på några bra veganrestauranger spontant... Hälsningar från vegisar i Göteborg
Lucky Leek (http://lucky-leek.de/) ligger på Kollwitz Str i Prenzlauer Berg. Det gör även ena filialen av Veganz (veganz.de), den helt veganska stormarknaden. Annars gillar jag Kopps på Linienstr i Mitte och Viasko på Erklenzdamm i Kreuzberg. Även Vux och Sfizy Veg i Neukölln och La Mano Verde i Charlottenburg. Alla har websidor så googla. Du får jättegärna mejla mej och berätta vad du tyckte. Jag vet att veganscenen är mycket annorlunda här än i Sverige där veggo maten fortfarande är rätt lyxig. Jag har själv besök från Sverige just nu, så sorry för kort svar. Hoppas det hjälper!
Last weekend, returning from a country-style weekend with my ex-husband, we descended upon an Indian Summer-y Prenzlauer Berg. The strollers and their bobo moms and dads were out full force, military style.
Lychener Straße, I almost moved there once. Lychener Straße, I went on a holding hands date there while still married to the now former husband. Lychener Straße, also home to Vego (Lychener Str. 63), the vegan junk food staple I like to frequent on hungover days.
We were lucky that it was early enough (12 noon) to get a table at Sasaya (Lychener Straße 50) — the hands down best Japanese restaurant in Berlin (I’ve had many disappointments in that department). And we were also able to get one of those low window tables, around which you sit cross bones-style on pillows on the floor.
When inquiring about vegan options the friendly waitress pointed me in the right directions, AND brought a bottle of Kikkoman soy sauce to the table, while the one already there, in the pretty Japanese pottery, was already tainted by fish flakes. Or something fishy.
Wow! I wonder how many times I (and other vegans) have ingested fish unwillingly, unknowingly? Thanks lady, I said.
When our food arrived it was beautiful, delicate and tasty. None of those hyped Mitte places come close!
Anonymous asked: Hej! Probably I just oversaw, but when and where do you hold some Black Metal Yoga course? Cheers, Katha
Sadly no BM yoga classes yet, but you may catch me sneaking a Watain song into my playlist in one of my classes ;)
www.swanmountainyoga.de — badass yoga in English in Berlin
Two weekends ago I was in Frankfurt for the Buchmesse (I struck a book deal for my novel !!!).
The city is a real hellhole in my opinion, ugly-fied by giant bank headquarter skyscrapers, poking at the skies with their capitalist towers.
Also, I was nearly traumatized by a junkie shit show on the stairs to one of the entrances to the main train station. There three heroin addicts had spread out their needles, blood-stained rags and clothing and were shooting up in full view. My knees buckle at the sight of blood.
Somehow I managed to calm myself down with some Ujjayi breathing and could later enjoy a stellar meal at Wondergood (Preungesheimer Straße 1). This vegan gem is housed in a quiet residential area, a little north of the city center. Splayed out over a few rooms the vibe is rustic country-esque. First we quenched our thirst and calmed our nerves with some wine and bread with aioli.
Then I got the Polenta with seitan/soy cutlets — tasty but still, Cara selected the real winner: The broccoli quiche with beet salad. I have never before tasted a vegan quiche so rich and cheesy. And the creamy beet salad perfectly complimented it.
Now I regret not trying dessert, but we were too full, too tipsy and too distracted by the cute vegans at the table behind us to bear it.
but, as I’m still sadly a weak consumption junkie, when 2014 rolls around, I will order a pair of leggings, made to a large extent from recycled plastic bottles, from Teeki.
I am a lucky girl. My friend Lois took me out to dinner at swanky Charlottenburg vegan bistro La Mano Verde (Kempinski Plaza) last week. It’s very adult, very uptown. The staff is dressed in sleek black, and the menu comes in the form of an ipad.
We started with a coconut/avocado gazpacho that was pure bliss, and a beautiful raw ravioli (pictured). My friend Lois ordered the spicy pasta with various kinds of seaweed for a main course. I’m always reluctant to order pasta at restaurants, but this one was an absolute winner. I ordered the orange-glazed tempeh which I wasn’t that thrilled about.
After finishing a bottle of nice, organic Pinot Noir, we ordered the Triple Chocolate Cake to share. It was a giant place of different textures and hues, and left us primed for a night of Charlottenburg cocktail swilling.
I hate German Breakfast (frühstuck). Even when it’s vegan. It’s so damn boring — mostly bread. I also don’t do well with buffet situations, as I have a habit of eating beyond being stuffed, so the buffet table is a trap for me. Even when it’s bland I still go again!
While having one of my best and most long-term friends (20+ years), Lois visiting me last week, we had the opportunity to stuff our faces at the California Breakfast Slam’s new location at Lagari (Pflügerstr 19). Finally! American-style breakfast, meaning one plate of something! I loved the run-down space, our cute (if a tad stressed) waiter and the grapefruit Mimosas. The menu sadly only featured one vegan option, the Chilaquiles. They were good and left me bean-bloated and gassy for the rest of the day. I still would have liked to see Vegan Huevos Rancheros or Breakfast Burritos.
I’ll put the pressure on these dudes!
Anonymous asked: Hi, I'm a vegetarian (ideally vegan) from Japan and currently collecting zines or books on Vegan anarchism in English so that I can translate into Japanese. We lack in information and ideas on veganism in Japan and it would help to rise vegan consciousness if i could introduce ideology of a German (or foreign) perspective view. Your help or comment will be much appreciated and will benefit veganism in Japan. Thank you. Sayaka Motani
What a great project! Sorry I can’t help you very much. Don’t know much about this topic. I’m from Sweden, where in the 90’s we had a movement of ‘militant vegans’ but I wasn’t vegan then. Good luck <3