It’s the first day of autumn, they say. The first day of winter, more like. It had been raining from...
From the huge terrace of the Fernerhaus at 2660m, you can see people skiing. Not that it’s a particularly pleasant...
It’s my second Brettljause in the Gastein area of the state of Salzburg, and I am starting to notice certain...
I usually like Brettljause places where they cut sausage and cheese thickly, because I think it adds to authenticity and,...
Somehow in my Brettljause-finding mission I have so far managed to avoid Carinthia. I vaguely remember eating a good Jause...
For one time, the weather forecasters were right when they said it would rain slightly but continuously. Well, one can...
I might be biased, but I don’t give a damn. When I reached the Bichlalm, I was totally wet, save...
I keep on saying that ordering two Brettljausen on the same day is never a good idea, yet repeatedly fall...
In my search for a perfect Brettljause I am used to the fact that Speck is the one ingredient that...
Zum Martin Sepp at 16:00 on Tuesdays is quite different from its usual image of noisy musicians, occasionally over-enthusiastic waiters,...
Mayer am Nussberg is a summer wine-drinking location half way down the Kahlenberg and is a little brother of the...
There is authenticity and then there is authenticity. The first is an authenticity of a TV-documentary type, a culinary illustration...