If you like to bar hop, Sachsen Hausen is for you. Narrow streets filled with restaurants and bars galore, it is known as a place to try Apple Wine, a specialty of the region. Unfortunately, by the time I got there on my first night, I had already eaten, so I went to a bar with outdoor tables for a glass of beer. There weren't many people around to talk to at that time of night, so I headed to one of the Irish pubs where I could at least (always) talk to the bartender. Fortunately, some British gents who were in town on business where there, so we drank the night away together, visiting a couple of other bars in the neighborhood before heading home.
On my second night, I went back to Sachsen Hausen to eat at a busy restaurant I passed the first night I was there. I sat down at one of the outdoor picnic tables and tried to use my phrase book to decipher the menu (not wanting to ask for an English menu.) Fortunately, the nice guy who sat down next to me told me that I wasn't going to find the translations for the menu items in my book, since it was a Turkish restaurant. He spoke perfect English, so he helped me order and we sat together and watched the World Cup Championship on the TV they brought outside.
Then, all of a sudden, it began to pour, and although we were under cover, the wind began to pick up and actually started knocking over glasses, which shattered on the floor. Since the game went into overtime, we decided to go inside, have another drink and watch the end of the game (of course, when the drinks came, France shot the winning goal and the game was over.) No problem, though; we found something to talk about while we drained our glasses. I left at around 11PM so I could catch the S-Bahn home, but unfortunately the downpour messed up the trains, so I had to take a cab anyway. Unfortunately, I can't remember the name of the restaurant, but it's the one with picnic tables outside, at the end of Wallstr.