The brilliantly named Jack the Ripperl specializes in spare ribs. Obviously. While I am usually very suspicious when it comes...
I don’t think I would have willingly returned to St. Michael im Lungau, had I not had some unfinished business...
Wherever I travel in Austria, I try to speak German, that – apart from a much less pleasant alternative of...
There is a mildly offensive word in German, “Proleten,” which is a short version of “Proletarian.” According to Wikipedia, it’s...
Once upon a time, there was no internet. And then one day it became available, to a few chosen managers...
No one sane would go to Krems to look for beer. Like the Wachau Valley, at the end of which...
Today I went to Brigittenauer Stadl for the first time, hoping to get a portion of Martinigansl (this restaurant started...
One of the self-inflicted rules I have says that I may only willingly eat fish next to water in which...
While in most Austrian restaurants’ menus spare ribs appear in the “Grill specialties” section, very few restaurants can actually afford...
While the main purpose of my trip to Spittal an der Drau was, like always, to get as far away...
One can love Grill Ranch just for its address. House 1024 – 2 to the power of 10 – what...
I know people who before traveling to some remote and exotic place would carefully examine tourist guides and plan their...