A chalkboard menu outside Gasthaus Schwaigerwirt displayed something that I thought was an early April fool joke: the restaurant served...
I had not reserved Špica in advance, so could not really complain about uncomfortable seating, but the seat I got...
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...
This was a result of two spontaneous decisions: one was to stop at the Unterwirt Hütte while walking down the...
Every pork-eating tourist coming to Vienna must visit the Schweizerhaus in Prater. This is almost as important as getting drunk...
It is actually surprising that I have never tried the spare ribs of Rotel Hiasl before. Not only is it...
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...
The Pop’s place was one of the reasons for my first-ever visit to Ljubljana. A Slovenian colleague of mine had...
It took me more than twenty years to visit the Schanzinger, which is quite an achievement considering that it is...