I think I’ve said several times before that at my age, eating two Brettljausen a day is not anymore an...
I have been to Ramsau am Dachstein so many times that finding an untested Brettljause in the vicinity is quite...
In many mountain areas of Austria I know, Monday seems to be the “dead day,” when most restaurants are closed,...
My tradition of going to South Styria in late October/early November, which started eight years ago, has since turned into...
When I add something to my to-do list, I usually do it, sooner or later. This is not quite true...
If I had to describe today’s South Styrian road in one word, it would be “closed.” If you plan to...
When I spontaneously booked a hotel in Feldbach, Styria, less than 24 hours before the arrival, the last thing I...
I don’t remember how many times in the past I had walked to Waldschenke to look at it and then...
Four years since I have proclaimed Repolusk the Brettljause of the year, I still think that its name must stand...
If I had not found a Brettljause today, I would not have been too unhappy. On my last day in...
There is something comforting in ordering a Brettljause at a restaurant that doubles as a butchery. Kollar-Göbl is also a...
My memory is not what it used to be. I don’t remember if it was ever any good, for one...