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If you're not from London, come here. THE greatest Rembrandt self portrait in existence.
If you don't agree, leave; it's free anyway. Go out and enjoy Hampstead Heath.
If you don't enjoy that, seek help...

More interesting than it might sound. And especially good if your visit coincides with a Swedish festive period: Christmas, mid-summer, April 30th, etc...
If you want authentic Swedish fare, this is the place to be. You'll possibly pay more than elsewhere in Stockholm but you'll be served the real deal.
The actors inhabiting the olde worlde parts of the site seem genuinely enthused and, of course, speak perfect English.
If you're like me and get a visceral kick from the mere sight of a wolverine, you'll love the Nordic zoo section. Make a note of the feeding time and follow the cart around as it dispenses an assortment of dead rodents to wolverines, owls, lynxes and bears.
Pack a picnic: Skansen's large enough to find your own secluded spot with a view over the "Venice of the North" (if it's winter, huddle round a fire and enjoy freshly-grilled Baltic herring or a beaker of steaming glögg).

Definitely worth a visit if you're in Stockholm.
As with any national museum, a few real gems in here : Braque, Stella, Bontecou, Picasso...
As with any national museum, plenty of mediocre local stuff to make you understand exactly why the good stuff IS good.
As with any national museum, up its own arse.
Wish they wouldn't make so much out of that Rauschenberg goat.
But worth the visit.

As an ex-pat, this is my my pub of choice when returning home to visit the aged-p's. Especially in the summer when you can sit on the terrace overlooking the Dee...
The Cross Foxes has never let me down.
My veggie ex was blown away by a summer pudding here. I love the meaty stuff. Black pudding, lamb, steak, etc...
More than your average pub grub and precisely how pub food should be.

Cool and clean with excellent food and attentive service (no problems dealing with English-speaking bozos such as yours truly).
Great smoking room in the back for all you nicotine addicts out there and they don't forget about you when you're having a pre, mid or post-meal puff.
Started with an asparagus soup with carpaccio of salmon - a truly delicious soup and a great taste combination.
Went for the schnitzel for a main which was perfection. Tasting the other half's plaice though, I wish I'd been more adventurous in my main course choice. A delicious piece of fish.
Staff keep an eye on you and are not too obtrusive.
At the higher end of my price range but still pleasantly surprised by the bill considering those "uncountables": pre-meal g&t; post-meal espresso; etc...
Highly recommended.
The negatives?
The soup was described as including "baby peas". There were precisely two mini pods in there. They were delicious and I could have done with a few more of them.
Ordered a crème caramel for dessert but was served a crème brûlée instead. The order was obviously misheard by the waiter but it was great anyway.
Highly recommended. Great for those special occasions.

Had an excellent lunch here: ragu of veal with polenta for 6 euros. Superb.
The evening menu’s supposed to be good but haven’t tried it yet.
Great olive oil for those of us who like slopping our bread in the stuff…
Friendly service and open kitchen.
Smoking room for nicotine addicts.

No reviews! Dear oh dear… check this place out.
A little outside of my usual price range but they have a great set menu and, what’s more, offer the option to accompany each dish with a recommended glass of wine. Great for bozos like me who know nuffin’ about nuffin’. We slapped some oysters on top of the set menu and off we went…
Nothing can be faulted here. The food and the service were top quality. You feel like you’re surrounded by professionals and the kitchen is open so you can see what even the chefs are up to. Serving staff were great and enjoyed speaking English with us. It’s a new experience for me, but I like having my food and wine described as it’s served…
It’s a seafood place and I love everything seafood so was like a pig in the proverbial poo. But the biggest surprise for me was the dessert. I’m not a great fan of desserts but now I understand exactly what that particular pleasure is supposed to be. A light combination of three different flavours AND textures that was the perfect end to the meal.
But an even bigger revelation… the dessert wine. Something I would never normally order (a committed non-believer when it comes to all things sweet)… we had a French wine from somewhere near the Pyrenees that is made from, so we were informed, grapes that had not been harvested until November. I defy anyone not to be blown away by what we were served. The single greatest wine experience I’ve had in 25 years and I wouldn’t have expected that.
If your budget’s like mine, it’ll put a hole in your pocket but, believe me, try this place.
I have to get out more…

The best steak I have ever eaten in my life! Simple as.
Service = cool and unobtrusive.
Atmosphere = To a European… New York… supercool!
Price = Pricey (I think – I didn’t pay. Cheers Raf!)
Learning point = Why McDonald’s stack their fries vertically.
Speaking to a New Yorker when I arrived back in Berlin = “In New York I had the best steak I have ever eaten.” “Balthazar?” “Yes!”

The menu here offers the kind of food I love but 15 euros for a schnitzel is pricey for Kreuzberg so it’s got to be good. In all honesty, it was the worst schnitzel I’ve ever eaten. It looked perfect but was like chewing a tyre. How is it possible to do that to a schnitzel?
The other half chose veal strips in a mushroom and cream sauce. The veal could have been anything; pork, beef, take your pick. It was like rubber. The sauce was remarkable: unlike anything I’ve ever tasted before and ever want to taste again. Was it a tin of mushroom soup? Nasty synthetic taste. A mushroom and cream sauce, how can you mess that up? It came with a potato rösti which worked magnificently as a sponge to soak up the grease from the frying pan.
Everything was under-seasoned. Even the other half who prefers less of the old sodium chloride was piling the salt on.
I had considered choosing another dish (“zwiebel braten”?) but was glad I hadn’t judging from the way a guy in the corner was sawing away at the chunk of meat in front of him.
I’d heard many good things about this place and about how difficult it can be to get a table. We were there on a Sunday night and it was half empty. Chef’s night off? It was so bad it was interesting! Every waiter or waitress in Berlin asks how the food tasted when they clear the plates. Ours asked nothing. It was as if she knew things weren’t right…
If I’d paid 9 euros for the schnitzel (and you can) I’d be less amazed. But for these prices? I’ll never go back there, no matter what they say.
A trip to the gents gave a glimpse into an empty kitchen where two pots of foul, indecipherable gunk were bubbling away.
Waitress was efficient but the guy behind the bar was the personification of moribundity.
Beer was nice though.