Sunday, October 16, 2005
Vienna: afternoon delight
Thinkin' of you workin' up my appetite, looking forward to a little afternoon delight.
Everyone’s doin’ it
Taking the world by sturm: white plastic cups filled with young, fruity, purple liquid. Crowds packing the main square, standing, talking, sampling. The new wine has arrived!
the well-dressed
the casual
the dark-haired young
the white haired older
the white-haired younger
to a new season
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night.
When everything's a little clearer in the light of day.
But you've got some bait a waitin' and I think I might try nibbling
a little afternoon delight
Eating it up
Of course, it's not all in the drinking. Around the corner, the street foods are there for you and they don't lack crowds. It's all pleasure and indulgence. Looking for low-fat? Not in this neck of the city.
this calls for the real stuff (after first emptying the tall sturm cups)
My motto's always been; when it's right, it's right ...
With or without whipped cream?
In the end, I want my now very late afternoon coffee. I have it in my mind that the day will not be complete without Austrian apple strudel.
I don’t speak German, but being surrounded by it makes it easy to start picking up words and phrases. Since I got the coffee thing wrong my first day here (too little coffee, too much whipped cream), I thought I’d work with the words on the menu and request something closer to what I wanted: lotsa coffee and lotsa milk.
On the menu I see: kleiner espresso mit milch and
grosser espresso mit schlagobers im glas.
Easy. I tell the waitress:
Grosser espresso but not mit schlagobers im glas; instead, mit milch in glas, danke.
She says (in German): ah. You want a latte.
the cream comes anyway. with the apple strudel.
And you know the night is always gonna be there any way...
Afternoon delights turn into evening pleasure
Vienna at sunset is outrageously beautiful, imposing, regal.
And really, it's time I tasted the traditional Viennese foods, prepared perfectly, with an eye toward freshness. I found what I was looking for.
[Okay, no I did not just look at foods, look at people eating, sit and eat myself, stand and eat, walk and drink and eat, no I did not do that. But it seems that way, doesn't it?]
to start with, a frothy pumpkin soup with pumpkin seeds and pumpkin seed oil
followed by absolutely perfect Weiner schnitzel, updated with greens on scalloped potatotes
ending with poppyseeds. In a white chocolate mousse. with fruit.
Sky rockets, really, this day was all about sky rockets. Completely delightful.
Everyone’s doin’ it
Taking the world by sturm: white plastic cups filled with young, fruity, purple liquid. Crowds packing the main square, standing, talking, sampling. The new wine has arrived!
the well-dressed
the casual
the dark-haired young
the white haired older
the white-haired younger
to a new season
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night.
When everything's a little clearer in the light of day.
But you've got some bait a waitin' and I think I might try nibbling
a little afternoon delight
Eating it up
Of course, it's not all in the drinking. Around the corner, the street foods are there for you and they don't lack crowds. It's all pleasure and indulgence. Looking for low-fat? Not in this neck of the city.
this calls for the real stuff (after first emptying the tall sturm cups)
My motto's always been; when it's right, it's right ...
With or without whipped cream?
In the end, I want my now very late afternoon coffee. I have it in my mind that the day will not be complete without Austrian apple strudel.
I don’t speak German, but being surrounded by it makes it easy to start picking up words and phrases. Since I got the coffee thing wrong my first day here (too little coffee, too much whipped cream), I thought I’d work with the words on the menu and request something closer to what I wanted: lotsa coffee and lotsa milk.
On the menu I see: kleiner espresso mit milch and
grosser espresso mit schlagobers im glas.
Easy. I tell the waitress:
Grosser espresso but not mit schlagobers im glas; instead, mit milch in glas, danke.
She says (in German): ah. You want a latte.
the cream comes anyway. with the apple strudel.
And you know the night is always gonna be there any way...
Afternoon delights turn into evening pleasure
Vienna at sunset is outrageously beautiful, imposing, regal.
And really, it's time I tasted the traditional Viennese foods, prepared perfectly, with an eye toward freshness. I found what I was looking for.
[Okay, no I did not just look at foods, look at people eating, sit and eat myself, stand and eat, walk and drink and eat, no I did not do that. But it seems that way, doesn't it?]
to start with, a frothy pumpkin soup with pumpkin seeds and pumpkin seed oil
followed by absolutely perfect Weiner schnitzel, updated with greens on scalloped potatotes
ending with poppyseeds. In a white chocolate mousse. with fruit.
Sky rockets, really, this day was all about sky rockets. Completely delightful.
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