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| Henrys |
Later, I’d like to say I was the one who discovered Henrys. Sure, there was that TripAdvisor plaque of excellence displayed modestly behind the ice-cream shop window but I’d say if I hadn’t happened to pass the shop on that certain summer day, if my sweet tooth hadn’t been killing me that evening, the petite shop would have remained obscure, undiscovered and unappreciated. The world wouldn’t know of the whisky-flavored Eis or of the correct way to eat an Earl Gray. Take a bite. This way your teeth would sink into the baked cherries and if you’re not already in love, you will certainly be afterwards.
| Sabine Menzel |
Sabine runs Henrys. It
has taken me two ice cream scoops, the marshmallowy chunky-chocolaty Rocky Road
and Macbeth’s Double ‘Toil and’ Trouble to stop by one summer evening and
commit the crime of asking for an interview instead of an ice-cream. Sabine
says, “Well, that’s a lovely idea!” So I come around the next day and try my
best to steer clear of the dipping cabinet, at least for a while.
| You can never go wrong at Henry's! |
Truth is I have already
started doing the interview first time I stepped into Henrys. I had asked what
Sabine’s favorite ice-cream was because I was blindsided by how good everything
looked.
“I’m a bit conservative
with mine.” Sabine had said, “So at the end of the day, even when I say
peppermint-choco has found a place in my heart, I’ll always go for the
strawberry.” Maybe not in her choice of a favorite flavor, but Sabine is
certainly adventurous when it comes to developing her originals. Her rule of
thumb?
“It should taste nice. It’s not just throwing everything in there but creating something that actually tastes good, something that works.”
“It should taste nice. It’s not just throwing everything in there but creating something that actually tastes good, something that works.”
Italians do it so well
with their gelatos. They take the simplest of ingredients and they just bring out
their inherent deliciousness. That’s art. The far-flung American ice-cream
makers are more adventurous cause in Americas everything’s a tad “more”. More
cream. More intense flavors. More wacky funny stuff and ‘they don’t need to
jump through one hundred hoops to get it done!’
Henrys is a modest ice
cream parlor though. Here, Sabine whips up her own original recipes out of
fresh milk and cream and adds a little magic too. A little magic and freshly-made
brownies and baked cherries and lots of love. Yes, she gets inspirations here
and there. The brownies she makes using Nigella Lawson’s popular recipe and her
sundaes take after their American counterparts. While German Eisbecher towers
with heaping piles of Eis, cream, fruits and sauces, at Henrys sundae-simplicity
is key.
| Get adventurous and seasonal with Henry's Sundae! |
“So ours is just
something baked, ice cream, and a sauce. And the sauce varies depending on the
season. We had this amazing plum sauce a while ago and soon it will be cherries’
turn.”
But the ice cream remains
the star at Henrys. So there are those rare occasions where clients stop by
for a good cup of joe but the Eis steals the show every time. And there is
something for everyone’s taste at Henrys; may it be the bestseller Peanut
Brownies or Double Trouble or even vegan options like the intensely-chocolaty Schoko
because you can’t live in Berlin without going maybe a little vegan, maybe a
little organic.
“I’d love to go hundred
percent organic but will our bio ice-cream be still affordable for those who
love it so dearly?” Sabine points out, “So it’s all about the balance and
inclusiveness.” Everybody needs to feel welcome, rich or poor, young or old,
everybody. And the neighborhood is not particularly a rich area. It still has
that old Berlin feel to it when it was getting diverse and international but nobody
was sitting down starting at some MacBook all the time. And Sabine likes it
that way and though the area wasn’t her first option when she was looking up
places, the small shop grew on her.
| Earl Grey and Peanut Brownies are already my favorites! |
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So who’s Henry? I ask.
Sabine laughs.
“O Henry… Henry’s my cat.”
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| Henry and Lilly (Guess who's our man!) Photo courtesy of Henry's Instagram |

