To make things clear, the Napoleon I’m talking about here has nothing to do with the restaurant that had existed...
As the waitress was approaching my table with a tray, I could smell the spare ribs before I could see...
This morning I could still enjoy a view of Grossglockner from my hotel’s balcony. This evening, I have been cycling...
Strand-Domizil is located on a beach, of a sort. It’s admittedly rather far from a sea, and even from a...
Finding a quiet place to have a beer and read a book during the European Football Championship is not a...
For me, discovering a previously unknown Heuriger in Neustift am Walde is a bit like realizing that my house had...
Every pork-eating tourist coming to Vienna must visit the Schweizerhaus in Prater. This is almost as important as getting drunk...
Perhaps I do not understand the purpose of marinating meat. Perhaps the real goal of marination is to remove any...
I leave it to the readers to find out why this Heuriger has a fire department (“Feuerwehr”) in its name....
If there were an award for the most improbable place to find a Brettljause, Käpt’n Otto would be a serious...
It is not a secret that out of all the Austrian states I prefer Styria. Not only do its Brettljausen...
The first post-lockdown spare ribs, while undeniably welcome, immediately reminded me of the “standard” taste that 95% of Viennese spare...