Roses - Review - Kreuzberg - Berlin - The Infatuation
"If you’re in Kreuzberg, it’d be a crime not to pop your head into Roses. The 20+-year-old queer bar—with furry pink walls, padded leather ceilings, rotating mirror balls, leopard print stools, glittering Madonnas, and ashtrays in the toilet—is one of the best places to start or end any high-octane night out. It’s cash only, the soundtrack is strictly pop classics, and the boxed wine is almost undrinkable. (That said, the gin tonics go down almost too easily.) Roses closes at 6am every day, so you can easily be sucked in and spat out once the sun has risen." - Olivia Ladanyi
