BrewDog Lands in Mitte
BrewDog opened in Mitte, between Nordbahnhof and Rosenthaler Platz. The interior is concrete and steel, the look every Berlin bar is chasing now—designed to feel real. They stock local breweries next to everything else, which is the contradiction right there. BrewDog isn’t from Berlin but they’re pouring Vagabund and Berliner Berg.
I went because a friend wanted to. The beer is good. The pizza is better than it should be. And the whole thing felt inevitable, like this was always going to happen.
Mitte looked completely different ten years ago. Rougher, messier, less finished. Now it’s bars like this—places that know exactly what they’re doing, that fit perfectly into what people want. The neighborhood changed without feeling like a change happened. One day it’s one thing, the next day some bar opens and suddenly everything makes sense. That’s the part that bothers me a little, or fascinates me, or both.