These things are close to the Austrian knödel, but still far enough removed that they would be foreign to Austrians. It’s essentially potato and flour, shaped into a ball with salty meat stuffed inside. Yummy 🙂 We eat it with boiled vegetables, and butter ot treacle if you’re from the north like me.
Someone’s enjoying themselves 😀
I’ve got to confess, the last two weeks have been extremely hard. That’s also the reason why I haven’t been keeping up my daily posts. We’ve had some real shocks and tragedies in our family, and my energy has gone into supporting my beloved, and also getting my head into a space where I can deal with the things we have to face in the coming months. On Friday I’ll be travelling to Norway and Denmark to visit my parents and friends, and it will be nice to spend some time away from everything. I’ll try to upload pictures, but I cannot promise that it will happen every day in the coming weeks. bear with me. 😉
I have hope. These hard times will come to an end, and we will smile again!
Beatrice with some nice photos of street art in Vienna!
Today is the 2nd anniversary of my blog! I wasn’t sure whether I’d make it this long when I started, but then Vienna is a huge city, and as I have several fellow Viennese bloggers it’s easy to see that between us all it’s near impossible to cover the whole city in just a few years. And it keeps changing too!! So to celebrate, why not give you some info on our own Viennese champagne factory. 🙂 For New Year’s Eve, and other celebrations a bottle of Schlumberger with gold in it is a popular treat. The cellar is located in the 19th district close to Spittelau, on the D Tramline. And it looks rather impressive as you zoom past on the tram!
The first Austrian producer of sparkling wine was Robert Alwin Schlumberger, who presented his first sparkling wine in 1846 under the name Vöslauer weißer Schaumwein (White sparkling wine of Vöslau). It was produced from Blauer Portugieser grapes growing in vineyards in Bad Vöslau which Schlumberger bought in 1843, and the sparkling wine was an immediate success. Stuttgart-born Schlumberger had worked in the Champagne house Ruinart (Ruinart Père et Fils) before he moved to Vienna in 1842 (Wikipedia). But why did he leave France?
One day in the year 1841, Robert Schlumberger met an enchanting Viennese girl on a Rhine cruise and fell head over heels in love with her: Sophie Kirchner. Another sparkly event that led to a decisive turn in his life as Sophie´s anxious mother did not want to see her daughter move to France (aha!). Consequently, young Robert decided to leave his secure and well paid position behind, bid farewell to “Ruinart” and start a new existence with his young wife in Austria. Shortly before the 1843 grape harvest, Robert Schlumberger and “his Sophie” moved to Vöslau, the only place where he had found ideal conditions for his own champagne.
Only three years later, his successful experiment of producing “mousseux wine in the champagne style“ from Austrian wines was awarded a medal at the Trade Exposition of 1845. In 1862, on the occasion of the World Fair in London, his “Vöslauer Schaumwein“, which he called by this time “Sparkling Vöslauer“, was found appropriate to be included in the wine menu of Queen Victoria of England. Schlumberger had reached courtly status. “Schlumberger Champagner“, as this beverage was called right until the Peace Treaty of Saint-Germain in the year 1919, grew to be the favourite beverage of the Viennese society of the late 19th century. A visible sign of Schlumberger´s ongoing success, the founder of the company ascended to hereditary nobility as “Edler von Goldeck“ (taken from the Schlumberger home page).
If you want to read the whole story, check out the Schlumberger home page. It’s written in English. 😉
This weekend there is a street artist festival on at Karlsplatz. We went down there last night to check out which creatures that crawled out after dark, and found a vibrant and interesting scene with many different acts.
These guys were running a water bar… with various flavoured water. But what was the coolest part was really how the bar looked 😛I really like the way the light illuminates those bottles.
There were several fire shows, probably because they look the best in the dark so they were saved for after sunset.
but we also saw jugglers, people with amazing acrobatic skills, singers and other musicians, and of course many interesting locals. 🙂
Check it out this afternoon if you’re interested!
I like this archway – but it’s made so much cooler in the evening when the lights are shining on it!
Yesterday some people were doing strange things with rubber bands on the side of the gate, while two dudes were shouting at them to go faster! faster!
Hmm. Not quite my cup of tea… 😛 But they all looked like they had ‘fun’ working out.
My better half’s company had a customer visiting last weekend, and I was treated to a Fiaker ride, as some of the people were not able to come. I was excited, as I’ve never imagined myself wanting to pay for a ride through the streets. It was definitely fun being the one inside the carriage for a change.
It was funny to see people taking photos. I have done it myself of course, but it’s still weird going through the streets having loads of people take photos of your ride as if you were some sort of celebrity…
The photos from my phone didn’t yield the best results, but somehow they are cool anyway. They show movement and action. And I was having too much fun to be obsessed about taking perfect pictures. 😀
some of my fellow Viennese bloggers who have a blog about fashion, eating and all sorts in Vienna found a vegan place which looks pretty yummy. 🙂 Located on Margaretenstrasse, for those who want to go check it out.
A fellow blogger posted this yesterday. Cool building!!
The owner of this house in Burggasse thought that it looked a bit dull. So, he decided to invite the ‘Irga Crew’ (artists Knarf, Mafia and Freshmax) to redesign the facade. The new temporary design was presented on 8 August 2014. Former designs are documented on the Facebook site of this art project in progress.