The history repeats itself, kind of. Re-reading my rather unfavorable review of Wia z’haus Lehner’s from 2019, I see that...
My previous goose post was called “A Happy End” to celebrate the facts that a) I ate the final Gansl...
The brilliantly named Jack the Ripperl specializes in spare ribs. Obviously. While I am usually very suspicious when it comes...
After the middle of November, not only it becomes increasingly difficult to find a Martinigansl, but also the quality of...
Sanny & Michi is a very small restaurant. An information poster on the wall claims that it can accommodate 30...
The common complaints people have after eating a goose are that the portion was too small, that the part of...
A year ago, I praised Gmoa Keller for its consistency and predictability. Whenever I went there, the goose looked exactly...
November is, generally speaking, a terrible time to travel in Austria. Most hotels finish the summer season after the Austrian...
Call me biased, but when it comes to geese, I generally do not trust restaurants in Vienna’s central first district....
For a long time, the name “Strandbeisl Selbstverständlich” was for me a synonym of “bad food.” Because of the restaurant’s...
I pride myself of knowing Vienna quite well (after all, it is a relatively small city to learn), but occasionally...
After four visits in the past three years, returning to Klein Steiermark for a Martinigansl was like coming back to...