Local before arrival
Walking into Schumann’s, you get a quick answer to the question whether the bar upstairs is open: “Dimi’s already up there”—as though you’ve got an appointment with the barman Dimi Petri. And that’s exactly how it feels: surrounding the single, 30-foot-long table made of walnut, everything gives off a calm and relaxed vibe, almost magical but definitely familiar. Surrounded by Charles Schumann’s shining, alcoholic treasures, it almost seems like taking a trip to Narnia through a magical cabinet.
