{"id":1518,"date":"2021-04-14T06:08:44","date_gmt":"2021-04-14T06:08:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/uberlin.co.uk\/january-2011-page-2-of-2-uberlin\/"},"modified":"2021-04-14T06:08:44","modified_gmt":"2021-04-14T06:08:44","slug":"january-2011-page-2-of-2-uberlin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/uberlin.co.uk\/january-2011-page-2-of-2-uberlin\/","title":{"rendered":"January 2011 – Page 2 of 2 – \u00fcberlin"},"content":{"rendered":"
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January 7, 2011<\/abbr><\/h5>\n
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New Orleans Haus<\/a><\/h3>\n

by James Glazebrook<\/span><\/h4>\n
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<\/a>I visited New Orleans back in 2001 and, to my shame, didn’t eat any Cajun or Creole food. In fact, I’m not sure I ate anything, choosing instead to drink my bladderweight in beer until I fell out of my hostel bunk bed. I party so hardy. Anyway, it seems I’ve been given a second chance, because when we moved to Berlin, we settled around the corner from New Orleans Haus<\/a>. Glowing reviews from the likes of Exberliner<\/a> have sparked much debate about whether the place really provides an authentic Louisiana eating experience, but the ex-pat-twat naysayers are missing the point: they can eat GUMBO. In BERLIN. And if they happen to be football fans, they can watch the Superbowl there. They can even learn German for free<\/a> there, if they want to complain about the less-than-ginormous portion sizes in the mutter<\/em> tongue. I may not be an expert, but I loved the food – especially the crab cakes, cornbread and pecan pie – enjoyed washing it down with a Diesel (beer and coke), and reveled in the welcoming, homely atmosphere. We’ll be going back, real soon.<\/p>\n

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