“Your English is better than my German,” I said.
The taxi driver laughed. We were on our way.
During our ride from Friedrichshain to Kreuzberg, Ergan told me about what he had to do to get his taxi license in Berlin (with a 2-part test and a thousand streets, it sounds a little harder than in New York), revealed that he also loves the Turkish food at Hasir Restaurant (maybe it’s not a tourist trap after all?) and let me in on his favorite place in the city for kofte (veal sausage) and kunefe. Is it even better than Hasir’s heavenly version of my new favorite dessert?
Stay tuned for the answer to this question plus some fun video of the adventure that I’m trying to figure out how to edit.