It was a late hour on a Sunday, and the goose on my plate seemed as tired as the poor...
I still remember Gasthaus Hansi as a small dark place on the Donaufelderstrasse, serving a rather poor Brettljause. Since then,...
Places like Buschenschank Haslinger are best visited with no expectations whatsoever. Unfortunately for me, I had considered the Haslinger as...
I must admit, I always look forward to the start of the goose season, despite the fact that eating and...
I wish one day I would be allowed to visit the Mariahilferbräu’s kitchen. It must be home to the world’s...
In case you have never encountered it, a couvert is a small (usually less than 5 euros) amount a restaurant...
The last weekend of October is the last chance of experiencing the Southern Styria in its full power. There are...
A second after the words “…and a Brettljause” left my mouth I knew I had made a mistake. The images...
The southern Styria is often called “Austrian Toscana” for its gentle hills, endless vineyards and agreeable weather. Being no expert...
Despite a somewhat scary name (like in “I got distracted for a second and a vicious Repolusk chose that moment...
I’ve just realized I ate a goose at Pan two years ago and even gave it a good score. Strange...
I have eaten quite a few spare ribs in my life, but I cannot recall any that by default would...