Steirereck was born in 1970, the same year as Heinz Reitbauer, who would one day run it. He is exactly as old as the house he directs, proof of two histories that…
Arriving in Vienna After a warm welcome at Vienna Airport, I arrived at the Sacher on a January morning, ready to celebrate another birthday beside the two people who make any place…
We arrived at Dominikanerbastei, an almost deserted street by the canal, shortly after midday. Time does not seem to have changed the area much, but today, more than ten years later, the…
Francisca fell asleep shortly after Vila Real. By the time she woke up, the river was already running alongside the road — silent and luminous between the vineyards. The Douro is one…
Prati doesn’t appear in the more obvious guides to Rome, and the locals would rather it stayed that way. The lady with the shopping cart argues with the greengrocer over the price…
In the morning I was in Slovenia. There was frost on the hotel windows and breakfast — magnificent as it was — ended up carrying that particular flavour of things eaten without…
Many of my colleagues and friends insist that the best restaurants should be visited in summer, when the light is right, and the landscape reveals itself in full. I agree, in theory.…
Early last autumn, we set out to discover the Viceroy at Ombria Algarve. It was a time when the Algarve sun still caressed the skin with gentle warmth, and the golden light…
The road that winds from the Mosel valley up to Dreis is an exercise in shedding layers. We leave behind the vertiginous Riesling vineyards, castles worthy of postcards, river-cruise tourists and camper…