To be honest, I don’t quite understand what this gluten-free thing is about. Fine, you cannot stand something (like I...
A couple of years back, reviewing spare ribs at the Strandcafé seemed sacrilegious. Finally, that was the place where I...
Every pork-eating tourist coming to Vienna must visit the Schweizerhaus in Prater. This is almost as important as getting drunk...
I don’t think I would have willingly returned to St. Michael im Lungau, had I not had some unfinished business...
As the place where I tried my very first spare ribs back in 1991, Strandcafé will always occupy a soft...
It is not a secret that out of all the Austrian states I prefer Styria. Not only do its Brettljausen...
A bit of history first. Once upon a time, there was a place called Strandcafe, which served spare ribs. It’s...
A chalkboard menu outside Gasthaus Schwaigerwirt displayed something that I thought was an early April fool joke: the restaurant served...
To make things clear, the Napoleon I’m talking about here has nothing to do with the restaurant that had existed...
Oh, Strandcafé, how do I miss you. No, not your second incarnation with the two-story high windows, plastic wood-colored tables...
Finding spare ribs for under 11 euros these days is something extraordinary. There are restaurants, I am sure, where the...
“Back to the woods,” says the Rieglerhütte’s slogan, written on all the signs pointing to that place. In the woods...