Don’t be fooled by this dish’s impressive description in the menu or by its hefty price tag. Don’t expect a Brettljause-like alternative to a... Read more →
Cellar streets are a great invention. Few activities in life are as pleasant as to walk from cellar to cellar in some remote village, try their... Read more →
Plabutsch – the hill/mountain on which this Heuriger is located – must be to Graz what Kahlenberg is to Vienna: a high place with a nice view... Read more →
Occasionally there are situations when giving a less-than-average score to a Brettljause makes one feel like a complete asshole. Here is a case in... Read more →
This Brettljause was served to me by the chairman of the Austrian Freedom Party of the 19th Viennese district, who is also the owner of this Heuriger... Read more →
Here is transparency in action: while sitting at a table in this tiny and, frankly, not particularly cozy Heuriger, you face the kitchen, where all... Read more →
Why would anyone serve a Brettljause with butter but no bread? Because bread costs extra, and they do want you to order bread, that’s why. While I... Read more →
2015 was a record year for Brettljausen. With 69 of them tested and reviewed, not a single week passed without a Brettljause of some kind. It was an... Read more →
This was my second walk through the Wachau Valley in its Winterschlaf, and it looked as dead as a year ago. It was a good idea to consult the Net the... Read more →
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