by James Glazebrook
Cupcake Berlin – what’s not to love? The city’s first cupcake shop whisks together beautiful baked goods, cutesy vector graphics, twee interior design and typisch Berliner punk edge (sadly not pictured: Black Flag-inspired tote bags). That brown badboy you can see is The King, a banana chip and peanut butter topped chocolate homage to Elvis – delicious. Zo went with the red velvet which, while not as good as Nicole New Black’s homemade babies, was still pretty pretty good. Great coffee too – although next time I’m leaving room for a Dr Pepper ice cream float. See you in five kilos!