Finding a new Brettljause location in Vienna is a rare event. More often than not, my monthly Google searches for untried Brettljausen in each of the... Read more →
Achoo! Is the horseradish too strong or what? No, it can’t be, the Brettljause has not even arrived yet. Achoo! Time to take a sip of wine…... Read more →
First were spare ribs, next came burgers, now every restaurant thinks it is not going to survive unless it serves pulled pork. So far the only pulled... Read more →
Mostviertel is the best place one can be at the end of April. The pear trees are full of flowers, the grass is bright green, and one can almost... Read more →
Wilhelm Busch was a German poet and illustrator (and alcoholic) famous for his Max and Moritz children story about two pranksters. It is a very... Read more →
I am almost disappointed that the Brettljause of Steirische Botschaft (translated “The Embassy of Styria”) was not disastrous. In that case I... Read more →
The more I try the Brettljausen of the area close to the Wachau valley in the Lower Austria, the more I see the similarities among them. The shyness... Read more →
Although casual visitors to this site may think of myself as a Jause-consuming machine jumping brainlessly on everything looking like cold cuts, in... Read more →
Don’t make the simple look of this dish deceive you, it’s actually quite fantastic. Although Preschitz has a more traditional Brettljause on the... Read more →
There are two things that can be said about Illmitz. First, it’s home to hairy (and tasty) Mangaliza pigs. Second, it’s very close to Hungary.... Read more →
Mere three days after spending an eternity chasing a Brettljause in Baden, I am back to this sleepy town of wealthy retirees. It is for another... Read more →
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