Plabutsch – the hill/mountain on which this Heuriger is located – must be to Graz what Kahlenberg is to Vienna:...
I did notice the word “grill” in the name of this restaurant but somehow had not paid attention. And even...
Occasionally there are situations when giving a less-than-average score to a Brettljause makes one feel like a complete asshole. Here...
This Brettljause was served to me by the chairman of the Austrian Freedom Party of the 19th Viennese district, who...
Here is transparency in action: while sitting at a table in this tiny and, frankly, not particularly cozy Heuriger, you...
It is highly debatable if this “plate of starters” from Augustinerkeller, which is just next to the Albertina gallery, can...
Why would anyone serve a Brettljause with butter but no bread? Because bread costs extra, and they do want you...
2015 was a record year for Brettljausen. With 69 of them tested and reviewed, not a single week passed without...
I have always found that the translation “cold cuts” does not do a Brettljause justice. It is like translating “Speck”...
This was my second walk through the Wachau Valley in its Winterschlaf, and it looked as dead as a year...
As the year draws to a close, and the chances of finding another Martinigansl are approaching zero, it is time...
This year the Viennese authorities made a little-advertised decision that caused me to literally scream “Finally!” Without much fuss, they...