Eat in Berlin: 8 Vegetarian Friendly Places Worth a Trip
Berlin is home to all of the stereotypes you’ve heard (read, tattoo & hipsters). What you might not know though, is that there is a wealth of great vegetarian food to eat in Berlin. To top it off, it’s all pretty damn cheap.
P.S. – don’t forget to grab your coffee too.
This is one of the coolest spots I found to eat in Berlin. It is a test kitchen run by Adidas that caters towards athletes. The whole place is a gym/cafe that runs daily workouts that you can drop in on (10 euro) and has a rotating menu using seasonal ingredients. They also have a trainer on staff in case of injury. Very cool concept.
No list would be complete without this staple. Gemüse means vegetable in German, so don’t be scared by the prospect of a kebab.
Who says donuts don’t count as lunch? Well head to Brammibal’s donuts for some excellent vegan donuts. They also have great coffee on hand as well.
Great concept here. You pay for the size of dish you want and they will stuff it with as much food as will fit.
Gigantic food hall. Not specifically vegetarian, but it does have options for everyone. Walk around, find what stalls are speaking to you and dive in.
Acaì bowls, energy balls. Enough said.
Cash-only burrito joint, located in city center. Imagine broke college kids who have taste.
Cosy cafe with salads and a seasonal and weekly menu.
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