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 (unless he has a twin brother). Once he brought me the dish and left, it was only a badly drawn portrait of him that was keeping me company; the tavern was totally empty. I doubt that had any political background, however: more likely, people were either busy doing their Saturday shopping or were hiding at home from the heavy snowfall.
Eischer’s smallish Brettljause was a strange mix of very good and very pointless. The salty Verhackertes was amazing, and together with a very fresh and also slightly salty bread roll fully justified the visit. The Surbraten were tasty but too thinly cut, so what looked like quite a lot of food disappeared in minutes. The Swiss cheese (well, maybe it was not actually Swiss, but it did have holes) was OK, though two meager slices could not leave a strong impression. On the other hand, the Extrawurst looked like a lazy addition, and the salami was too dry and with a slightly unpleasant aftertaste. One slice of it actually had a hole in the middle, making me wonder if it had originally contained something I should not see.
The Brettljause was also spartan decoration-wise, with tomato slices and cocktail onions not really adding much. It was not hopeless – the Verhackertes have saved the day – but it could have been much better with just a couple of extra ingredients. Taking into account the Heuriger’s tourist location, I was actually planning to give Eischer’s Jause an average score, but at the end recalled the smell of old oil that was present in the room. I hate that smell so much that it eventually shifted the balance.