Bleeding Jause
I consider myself quite an expert in Bretljausen, but in addition to devouring cheese and sausage in unhealthy quantities there is something else... Read more →
Meeting Rauris
Brettljause rule 8: Never order a Brettljause in a restaurant located at the top station of a cable car. Extension 8.1 to the Bretljause rule 8:... Read more →
Cultural Sausage
It’s nice to see that Josefstadt, Vienna’s 8th district, remains full of weird tiny restaurants. They open, they close, new ones open in their... Read more →
The Grey Something
In my short (and therefore not reliable) experience, Hotel Post is one of the better places to dine in Abtenau. It’s always quite full, which is... Read more →
Bread, Butter and All the Rest
On paper, Abtenau looked like a perfect weekend destination. Arrive on Friday after work, eat, sleep, spend the Saturday hiking and Brettljausing and... Read more →
A Mini-Jause
Of all the eateries in and around Abtenau, the tourist brochures single out Gsengalm as the most authentic one. They stress that the products come... Read more →
A Mixed Bag
Hochkar is one of those places that has been on my radar for quite a while. Too distant to visit as part of a one-day trip, it never looked exciting... Read more →
Boringer
Augustinerkeller must be a place that quite a few people write home from every day. No, they don’t really write letters or postcards these days,... Read more →
Somewhere in the 11th
If one asks for the main attraction in Simmering, the 11th district of Vienna, most people will answer “the central cemetery.” When pushed, a few... Read more →
Last-minute Jause
After my two short holidays in Salzburg’s Pongau, I think I have understood the main trick of predicting the local weather: use the internet to... Read more →
Das Geisterdorf
The Austrian ski resort of Obertauern must be a very jolly (albeit pricey) place to be in winter. In summer, it’s a real ghost village. Even the... Read more →
Untypical Jause
I suppose calling their dish a “real” (or “typical”) Brettljause of the Pongau region was a sort of an inside joke. The Brettljause of the... Read more →