The day arrived when my friend Charlotte and I thought we should settle a Berlin-wide debate: Which side of the fence to stand on as far as Daluma is concerned. Daluma is the raw food haven for raw-foodies, vegans and generally anybody young living in Prenzlauer Berg or Mitte who owns a pair of black Nike trainers for purposes other than jogging.
Were we entitled to mock it? Catcalling it pretentious, over-priced and all for show? Or, were we wrong to be so harsh? Only one way to find out, dress to impress Daluma-style and shimmy on over for lunch.