The little underground club that could embodied Berlin hype back in the ’90s when MoMA P.S.1 remade it for their exhibition "Children of Berlin." All that's left of the Cookies that was are the watermelon cocktails, its saccharine signature drink. Current look is spacious ultra-glam electro elitism with newly minted restaurant Cookies Cream. The door is a bitch but pretty young things inside are sweet as the drinks. Limited program of Tuesday and Thursday parties mean fresh-faced patrons have nothing to do on weekdays, but recent advent of Saturday night slot gives the working class a taste of what they're missing. Gays with a fancy dress fetish crowd the more-or-less monthly Spy Club (SpyClub.de), where even the unemployed look like million-dollar playboys.