The coffee shop appreciates the return to the Kakura Cafe in Berlin, Germany.

Although Berlin is by no means a world-famous city for its coffee, it has always left a small regret since it first came to drink Bonanza Coffee Heroes last winter, that is, it did not stay a little longer to another very representative The Barn. If you come back from Berlin, nine times out of ten your friends will ask, "have you been to Bonanaza?" Did you go to The Barn? "so it's now or never to find a gap to visit the German capital Berlin again, and this time the goal is, of course, The Barn.

Since it is called The Barn, wood decoration is indispensable. It belongs to the new Espresso bar and is very different from the dark, smoky style of the traditional European coffee shop. The whole shop can fill up with eight people.

When I come here, I have to praise the prices in Berlin. Compared with the city where I live, everything is more than half cheaper. Shopping doesn't depend on the price when you haven't traveled for a long time, but Berlin can make an exception and pretend to be rich. Bread and sandwiches are European-style bread and lettuce that Europeans are used to, and the left side of the cabinet is naturally the most popular hand flushing and racing style bar. The Barn, of course, has people ordering coffee and waiting in line all the time, so the rear billboard specifically says that items can only be ordered during non-crowded hours.

The Barn's Espresso is handled by a bar player. Most of the coffee is imported from Square Mile in London, England, and of course they occasionally buy the coffee they want from Kaffa or Tim Wendelboe in Norway. Some people may disagree, but I would like to see this kind of store appear-the result of crazy self-drying is not necessarily good-especially when the skill is not good at all, the quantity is small, the cost is high and the quality is not good, and the consumers are actually quite innocent.

After ordering this condensed cup, I don't know whether it was because there was no one standing in line behind me, or because I wanted to be taught a lesson as soon as I looked at it, so the bartender carefully began to take out the electronic scale, code watch, and so on, and cooked it twice. I didn't bring it to me until I was sure it was all right. I'd love to tell him to cook easily. I'm not a food critic, but of course I didn't say XD.

I can't help talking to my boss Ralf before I leave. After a little observation, I suddenly had a familiar feeling that Ralf, a German in a hat, was completely full of caffeinated blood-blood I had only seen in a few people (the other was Robert, the boss of Kaffa).

My friend Ivar laughed that they should "belong to a different race". Many people may also think, compared with the enthusiasm of coffee, I will not lose and so on. But you don't see the cynicism or arrogance often found in coffee players, who are introverted, speak gently but their eyes shine, pay extreme attention to detail and are not afraid of change. If it is with a momentum, then there is no way, after drinking so much coffee, I slowly realized that they have more than a heart that loves coffee, because it is absolutely not enough.