Category Austria
topfen rookie
Obviously I like cheese. I am equal-opportunity when it comes to cheese consumption, and claim no favorite. But when in Austria, I always go out of my way to eat some topfen, a fresh, curdled cheese. Known elsewhere as quark, it’s always called topfen in Austria, because it can be made in a Topf, a pot. […]
horseback errands
At the Wernberg Business Center Apotheke, picking up worm medicine for the cat. And then a stop at the dairy for fresh topfen.
Icelandics in Austria
A few years ago I gave myself a quest. The quest is, master as many forms of transportation as possible. Or, at least attain some degree of competence. Some small percentage of this is a joke; it’s unlikely that I’ll achieve James Bond-ian levels of being able to flawlessly pilot (and crash) any vehicle that […]
battered Blüten
An Austrian Nachtisch, of elder flowers dipped in a sort of pancake batter, and fried.
Wien, ganz anders
Another month of intensive Deutschkurs has come and gone with dazzling speed. My big takeaway from this round is that I need to work much harder on building vocabulary. Learning increasingly complicated grammar is one thing, learning it with an inadequate vocabulary at my command adds a whole new layer of frustration and annoyance, mostly […]
the Vienna pigeon index
I’m back in Vienna for another one-month intensive German class. Classes are held right across the street from the Staatsoper on the Ringstraße, and if I arrive a bit early, I sometimes kill time in Schiller Platz (there’s a statue of Schiller) in front of the Academy of Fine Arts. Despite it being within a […]
Cheese Skipping 
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