I think I’ve said several times before that at my age, eating two Brettljausen a day is not anymore an option (actually, my personal record was... Read more →
When I spontaneously booked a hotel in Feldbach, Styria, less than 24 hours before the arrival, the last thing I had in mind was to visit a... Read more →
I am afraid that no matter what delicacies Buschenschank Humer serves me in the future, since my unfortunate accident two years ago, it will always... Read more →
No one sane would go to Krems to look for beer. Like the Wachau Valley, at the end of which it is located, Krems is firmly associated with wine,... Read more →
I have eaten so many Brettljausen in my life that while little things might still surprise me here and there, I was quite sure that nothing... Read more →
Because I had run out of decent places to eat a Brettljause in Austria, I boarded a plane and flew to Madeira, Portugal. This is a complete... Read more →
I know people who before traveling to some remote and exotic place would carefully examine tourist guides and plan their holidays perfectly, knowing... Read more →
The strangest thing about Pihringer’s Heuriger is that I have never been there before. I have even triple-checked my records, not believing that I... Read more →
Oh, the House of Beers… The House of 100 Beers, when I visited it for the first time in 90-something. The Bombers’ Pin-up beer, of which I still... Read more →
Had they existed, the regular visitors to this site would have confirmed that since a few years I quite enjoy ordering mixed salads with my... Read more →
As I am writing this, I am still burping Wiener sausage, and it has already been hours since I had a Brettljause at the Lavendelheuriger. Indeed,... Read more →
I have been to Ramsau am Dachstein so many times that finding an untested Brettljause in the vicinity is quite an event. Wiesmahdalm is a tiny hut... Read more →
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