Curmudgeon and his wife are invited for lunch by Vienna’s Mayor, Michael Ludwig, along with the rest of the city. Continue reading Unleash the Wiener Gastro Gutschein
Curmudgeon’s noble attempts to hold a Stammtisch gathering the night of the bars reopening mercifully falls foul of common sense. Continue reading Planning a night out to plan a night in
Curmudgeon takes his wife away for a minibreak, without breaking the lockdown. Stay home and stay safe Continue reading National Curmudgeon’s Cottageviertel Staycation
As I rode the 10a bus through the outer districts to see “the nephew”, I overheard two British lads, probably in their early 20s, talking about football and garage sandwiches. The former subject has been pretty wall-to-wall for the last month with the World Cup taking place in Russia, but the latter was a slightly surprising one. One of the two passengers was lamenting his recent purchase from a BP garage, which was very bland and unsatisfying and his companion chipped in with “Austrians just don’t get proper sandwiches”. Continue reading “A crash course in Austrian sandwiches and rolls”
This week I have been busy helping out a friend to get the flat his mother left him ship-shape and rentable as a Pendlerwohnung. We have been working hard at it, but the results are pleasing and it has been quite therapeutic to be involved in what is taking shape. We could have got the builders in to do it, but it has proven to be a fun project for us all, as we are all of an age where even if we were not trained as handymen we have certain things we are quite good at, and had we picked up workers from Triesterstrasse for a day, we would have probably not had nearly as much fun.