For the next three days the blog is on break—I am on assignment in Vienna, Austria (although Vienna, Virginia, would have been interesting). A lot has changed since I lived in the city in the early 1990s—the Schilling and Groschen have been replaced by the euro. The large influx of immigrants are no longer Bosnian war refugees (although the biggest immigrant group are the Germans!). A sushi place has finally opened up, and across the Hotel Sacher is a Starbucks. What is left of that imperial culture? Where can I find a good Tafelspitz? I’ll be reporting my findings in a future issue of The Weekly Standard.
In the meantime, here’s a link to Joseph Wechsberg’s wonderful essay on Tafelspitz, which appeared originally in the February 1953 issue of Gourmet (and later reprinted in Blue Trout and Black Truffles). Mahlzeit!