Where kids drive up in droves with their children's bikes (with or without training wheels) and buy an ice cream to 60. Where cappuccino with steamed milk exudes sophisticated charm, because with the cream 20 Cents is cheaper. Where the window decoration including curtains with gray haze, house plants and Eiskugelpreisschild looks as if it had been renewed for the last time 50 years ago. Economic miracle charm coupled with short-reunification East Zone aura, so to speak. Nevertheless, or perhaps because of: Best ice cream parlor, where is.
Eiscafé Dolomiti. Long series 11th 30 925 Ronnenberg
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