Restaurant reviews by Justin Tanner, our retired food critic, who thinks it’s no wonder the economy is f**ked given they put a woman in charge.

TIME for a city break. I’m no lover of the Hun, but I keep hearing good things about Berlin. So not being one to harp on about the fact that we kicked their arses twice at World Wars, I’m giving it a go.

It’s only a two-hour flight and I’m at my hotel in no time. I’m pleasantly surprised to discover they all speak decent English. Although it’d be stupid for us to be speaking Kraut after we won. Twice . Sorry, wasn’t going to mention that again. Still true though.

My hotel boasts of serving a ‘traditional German breakfast’: bread rolls, jam, honey and Bavarian white sausage. You wouldn’t see that advertised in Britain, too offensive for the wok

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