Ice Cream in de Hood- in Berlin

Kiez Eis  

neighborhood Ice cream.  That’s what the translation is! Celebrating a year in business.

The neighborhood of Schoenberg in Berlin Germany.  All the other ic shops are shuttered for winter break.

Worth a trip to Berlin.

You might have seen my recent post about the unique and delicious Lebkuchen IceCream.

Meet Herr Gunnar Bruckner. Owner and creator of all the wonderfully flavorful ice cream. I asked if he would be in my People at Work Series and he graciously agreed. After twenty five years in United Nations and International Affairs Work, he has found his home.  And close to home. Right in the neighborhood.


He showed me how he mixes the ice cream and has several freezers with different temperatures.


Using the finest ingredients from trusted sources is key to success.  Saffron threads. German Mustard Seed Pickles, and Vanilla beans which he scrapes out the interior. He’s made cilantro ice cream and I had the fresh plum. There was grapefruit and elderberry and mango, too. I asked if there were any flavors which didn’t work out and he told me about a goat cheese one with way too much goat cheese- a tiny dollop okay for a small canapé but not acceptable to sell as ice cream. An expensive experiment but people enjoy the German mustard seeds/ pickles ice cream.


Did I mention he can make a fancy coffee or espresso for you, too?


Scooping out small scoops so the chocolate shake I ordered for my DIL will mix perfectly.


Stay tuned for  tomorrow’s post featuring Dagmar Bruckner,  glass bead Artist with a shop and gallery just around the corner.

She created this glass pin for her husband’s lapel. A good conversation starter.


Six AM in the Strip District and La Prima Espresso is OPEN

A two hundred mile ahead of me so getting a bold cup of coffee (and an almond mele) seemed a great start to the trip.  The whole block was dark except for the welcoming neon and glass doors and window of La Prima Espresso and the neighboring bakery (Colangelo’s).  A standing coffee bar with the best coffee in Pittsburgh. A thought of the day on a chalkboard, written in Italian.  Italian TV playing above the barista making espresso, cappuccino, lattes. Fresh squeezed orange juice until 2 PM.  You can see the newspaper outside on the sidewalk by the front doors.

One of the most recognizable scents

I remember when I didn’t even drink coffee.
A hot cup in my hand before dawn–
all is right with the world.
Especially if it from La Prima Espresso!

A welcome sight at 6 Am Saturday morning.