This was supposed to be the last glass of wine to finish a wine-heavy day on the South Styrian Weinstrasse...
Just a few days ago, I introduced the idea of the “stop-point” – the moment when one stops eating the...
Waldviertlerhof was an accidental choice. The plan was to revisit the yesteryear’s winner, Silberwirt. Unfortunately, their goose was by prior...
Being quite nasty (occasionally), I was actually looking forward to having a bad goose at Gustl Bauer. After three goose...
Stadtwirt is one of those strange “hybrid” locations that are equally attractive to both Austrians and tourists. Thanks to its...
2017 was a good goose year. To tell the truth, it was a crappy year in almost every other respect,...
Styria, unlike Vienna, Lower Austria and Burgenland, is not a very Martinigansl area. Perhaps St. Martin is not appreciated there...
According to my theory (which I have come up with ten minutes ago in the shower but plan to develop...
I know very little about cooking geese. Let’s face it, I know very little about cooking in general. I do...
I don’t think I’ve ever waited so long for a goose. At one point (and after more than two beers)...
There are not so many situations when the word “fat” has a positive connotation. A “fat wallet” is one of...
This was supposed to be the day when I wrapped up my goose adventures for the season and finally crowned...