A German Jause
The Tauernhaus is located at the end of the very beautiful Dorfer Valley and belongs to a German alpine club. This is not a problem at all, because... Read more →
Unboxing
I always thought that unboxing was something that applied to mobile phones or, in the worst case, washing machines. Today’s Brettljause at the... Read more →
Marende in the Rain
Every time I plan to travel to the mountains, I can’t help starting to check the weather forecast one if not two weeks in advance. Of course, it... Read more →
A Pillow Jause
“Polster” means a pillow in German, and while I have no idea where this small but seriously popular hut has gotten its name from (and too lazy... Read more →
Brettljause Live
I have to admit, I never write my reviews right after eating a Brettljause. Very rarely I write them the same day. What I do try to do is to record... Read more →
Bad Weather Jause
“Once the clouds clear up, it is going to be a warm and sunny day,” the radio announced at my breakfast this morning. “If they clear up,” it... Read more →
Lakeside Holidays
The Hintersteiner lake near the village of Scheffau is very beautiful. So beautiful, in fact, that any restaurant located by its side (and I have... Read more →
Curry and Wurst
Don’t ask me what a “kafma” is. I have been researching myself, but all Google returns is the definition of “karma” (and a bit about... Read more →
Speck You Up
Unlike the Jägerhütte (my first Brettljause destination today), Wochenbrunner Alm is situated on the slope of the Wilder Kaiser mountain. The... Read more →
The Hunter’s Board (not)
The Wilder Kaiser region has long been on my list of places to visit, and finally I am here, looking to expand my knowledge of Tyrolean... Read more →
A Jause with Rams
The village of Geras in the Lower Austria is not known for much except its nature park. The park features a small but carefully chosen selection of... Read more →
Minibaron
Even though being a marketing ploy to a large extent, the Mostbaron Heurige are too good to be ignored. Having visited all of them, every year I... Read more →