Right in the middle of the Belgian quarter there is a cute tiny café without seats.
Well, it once had seating in the back room but for the moment a record store is being housed in and takes up the space.
The name of this café is Mischpoke, a Yiddish expression. Not that the owner has a Jewish family connection but it is a fun sounding word and frequently used in German. Do I need to explain its meaning? Ah, just go and look it up yourself (in German) here.
Once Köln had a big Jewish population dating way back until ancient Roman times. Of course with what happened under the nazi regime the Jews and their culture got extinct here. But there is no reason that is stays abscond and that we can not remind here and there of the Jewish heritage. So I think the Yiddish name is perfectly appropriate and offering jewish dishes even more so.
This is why I stopped there the other day. Not for a quick refreshment in-between shopping which Mischpoke is excellently located for, no I pilgered with purpose to have a taste of pastrami sandwich which I had seen on the menu and I wanted to try since a long time but no place had offered it yet.
Irony has it that I was too late!!! as it’s already cut off the menu again due to lack of demand. Obviously my Cologne fellas don’t know what pastrami is and don’t feel adventurous enough to try. Hello! People are you crazy?
Fortunately the owner was there to keep my disappointment and hungry stomach at bay by offering me an alternative which sounded equally lekker and it really made up.
I ordered a cappuccino alongside and settled onto the tree hugging wood bench in front where I happily digged into that wonderful crunchy and warm bread you see above. It had a layering of delicate truffle butter, Serrano ham, avocado and some other salady greens. It was delicious! As was the cappuccino made of coffee beans provided by Heilandt, a local roastery.
If you stop by you can have the coffee to go but then you’ll miss on the cool urban neighborly feel which the people from surrounding shops hanging around the bench all day provide. I liked that very much.
And from time to time waves of funky music from inside will reach your plug tortured ears and remind you how great sound coming from those old school black discs can be.