{"id":1317,"date":"2021-04-14T06:03:38","date_gmt":"2021-04-14T06:03:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/uberlin.co.uk\/nalu-diner-archives-uberlinuberlin\/"},"modified":"2021-04-14T06:03:38","modified_gmt":"2021-04-14T06:03:38","slug":"nalu-diner-archives-uberlinuberlin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/uberlin.co.uk\/nalu-diner-archives-uberlinuberlin\/","title":{"rendered":"Nalu Diner Archives : \u00fcberlin\u00fcberlin"},"content":{"rendered":"
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April 1, 2014<\/abbr><\/h5>\n
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by James Glazebrook<\/span><\/h4>\n
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There are plenty of great places to get American food in Berlin – California Breakfast Slam<\/a> and Dirty South<\/a> are just two of them. But nowhere looks as authentically “American diner” as Nalu Diner<\/a><\/strong> on Prenzlauer Berg’s hip Dunckerstra\u00dfe. You can just imagine Agent Cooper sitting at Nalu’s counter and enjoying a slice of pie and a “damn fine cup of coffee”. Sat in our booth, as soon as our generous meals were set down on the table covered in “Presidents of the United States” fact sheets, we knew we’d love the place. Nalu had me at their bursting-at-the-seams Reuben sandwich; by the third free coffee refill, I had promised them my first-born. All this place needs is a lady with a log, and it will be perfect!<\/p>\n

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