What I’m Eating Around the World Series: Austria

| March 24, 2015

As I wander Europe, I enjoy tasting new things, most often forgetting to take pictures or write about them. Occasionally I do remember to take photos, some of which I will share here. Don’t expect the descriptions to be professional. I’m not a foodie. Some foods are more familiar to Americans; others are regional dishes. Some, I could eat every day; some, I would barf if I ever saw them again. Up Today: Austria

BREAKFAST

Apparently I was just shoveling every breakfast into my maw since I do not have one single photo out of all the breakfasts I’ve eaten in Austria.

LUNCH

I like meat. This platter gave me tons.of.meat.

Pork, beef, chicken delight

Pork, beef, chicken delight at the castle in Salzburg, Austria

I’ve become much more of a soup person lately—especially pumpkin soups. I don’t know why. It’s just creamy goodness, often with a couple pumpkin seeds thrown in to add texture. I started eating pumpkin soup in Germany, but I try to order it wherever I can now.

Like in Salzburg

Like in Salzburg

And this soup in Reutte, Austria

And in Reutte, where they added a German fruit-flag.  Love it.

Okay, I know most people would not put McDonald’s on their list of foods from around the world (see? I told you I’m not a foodie). However, we stopped at a McDonald’s in Austria, where not only was there an unbelievable view of the Alps, but they served authentic Highland Beef. Seriously.

Insert Pulp Fiction joke here.

Insert Pulp Fiction joke here.

austrian rest stop mcdonald's

World’s best view at a McDonald’s

Since I’m on a roll with fast food, I must mention the chicken nuggets my child ordered at Haus Schafbergspitze, high in the Alps, where the panoramic view was unbelievably breathtaking. The nuggets came breaded in a homemade breading that put all other nuggets to shame.

We totally would have eaten them for her.

We totally would have eaten them for her.

The husband sampling gulash on the patio of Haus Schafbergspitze.

The husband sampling gulash on the patio of Haus Schafbergspitze.  Told you the view was breathtaking.

Bauernschnitzel: the Schnitzel with an egg on top. All over the German-speaking region of Europe, you’ll find Schnitzel. Schnitzel is pure heaven and comes in many forms, be it in different sauces, topped with onions, or covered in egg. I prefer just plain, naked Wiener Schnitzel, but my husband likes to try new Schnitzels. He is a fan of Bauernschnizel, like this one in Ruette, Austria.

You've gotta be hungry to finish this frying pan of food.

THEY BRING YOU OUT THE WHOLE PAN.

I became a fan of risotto when I had some amazing risotto in Burano, Italy. Since then, I’ve been eating more risotto. In Salzburg, Austria, what arrived was somewhat unexpected:

like soggy grits with fried wonton, but the flavor wasn't horrible

Papaya-flavored soggy grit-looking risotto (who would do that?) with fried wonton…but the flavor wasn’t horrible

DINNER

Austria loves its highland beef, as do I. (I could actually look at highland cows all day long–cutest cows ever.) One of the best two dinners I ate in Austria was a highland beef stroganoff with noodles, at our hotel, the Altstadthotel Stadtkrug. My mouth is watering just thinking about it.

highland beef, alpine cow, cow in the alps, hairy cow, cow with hair in its face, yak

Please don’t eat me!

Sorry, dude.

Sorry, dude.

I wasn't the only one scarfing down Highland beef that night.

I wasn’t the only one scarfing down Highland beef that night.  I have no idea what this was called because I was too busy paying attention to my own beef.

Also in Salzburg, I decided I’d go ahead and try whatever stinky cheese they were serving at Zum fidelen Affe. Oh my God: never again. The smell was overpowering.

appetizer, zum fidelen affe

The restroom was next to the cheese-filled kitchen, making me want to barf while I peed.

At the same restaurant, which was truly a restaurant I’d recommend (but DON’T EAT THE CHEESE), we were given a cool piece of bread.

Appropriate, since I eat like a pig.

Appropriate, since I eat like a pig.

Speaking of things that stink: as if smelly cheese in Salzburg wasn’t bad enough, we walked past a seafood truck in the street.

And by “walked past,” I mean, “as far as we could away from it without landing in the river.”

And by “walked past,” I mean, “as far as we could away from it without landing in the river.”

DESSERTS

Back to Zum fidelen Affe: I must mention first of all, that their dessert menu was affixed to a rolling pin.

zum fidelen affe

Brilliant.

We ordered a sampler, and it was divine.

Why choose just one?

Why choose just one?

At another restaurant, we each ordered the Chocolate Nougatpalatschinke, a hot lava cake: one of the best desserts I’ve ever allowed to melt in my mouth.

EVER.

EVER.

Topfen is a common desert in German-speaking regions. It has a cream-cheesy center and is topped with whipped cream. I recommend it—preferably atop the Alps.

The first time I ate Topfen, atop the Alps in the summertime.

The first time I ate Topfen, atop the Alps in the summertime.

The second time: the Topfenschaumnockerl, atop the Alps in winter.  Like a light, fluffy cloud of cheesecake from Heaven.

The second time, in the form of Topfenschaumnockerl, atop the Alps in winter. Like a light, fluffy cloud of cheesecake from Heaven.

My daughter ordered a fruit cup, which we assumed would be a light, healthy alternative to cake or ice cream. Only it actually came in a jar between ice cream and a pile of whipped cream.

Here's to good health.

Here’s to good health.

SNACKS

You know what every town needs? A pretzel truck.  Although, I’m not gonna lie, I prefer soft pretzels from a guy on any street corner in Center City Philadelphia.

austrian pretzel truck salzburg

You know what else every town needs? A meat truck.

austrian food meat truck st gilgen

And then there are Mozart chocolates, if you like Marzipan.

food, marzipan, austrian candy, chocolate and marzipan, some guy's hat, sgh

Marzipan + Mosart = music to my ears

DRINKS

It is unfortunate that I did not get a photo of all the Schnapps that was consumed in Austria. I did, however, get a photo of the Mozart coffee I slurped up in the castle.  I don’t drink coffee very often–I just wanted the bottle.

I don’t know what was in the liqueur, but cutest bottle ever.

I don’t know what was in the liqueur, but it was delish and came in the cutest bottle ever.

 

Where will I be eating next?  Check out my upcoming travel plans!  This is a part of the “What I’m Eating Around the World” series.  Future posts will include the Czech Republic, France, Germany, Hungary, Italy, the Netherlands, Slovakia, Slovenia, Spain, Switzerland, the UK–and who knows where else!  Recent food posts came from Croatia and Liechtenstein.

 

 

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Kari Martindale is a writer and ESL instructor. She’s visited all 50 states and 37 countries, including many of the big cities of Europe and a ton of Christmas Markets. She spends her days straddling the fence between a sense of adventure and a sense of dread. She is married to what is clearly a patient man and has a daughter who, frustratingly, is just like her. Her academic and professional backgrounds are in linguistics and foreign languages. When she's not teaching ESL, she's writing. When she's not writing, she's thinking about her next trip.

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