Coming from Hawai’i, we believe that rainfall is a blessing. We view rain as a way to wash away the bad spirits and invite the good spirits in. After the hard partying and the emotional draining stay in Krakow, we were looking forward to a quick day trip in Wien (Vienna). Unfortunately, we weren’t prepared for the heavy rain that Wien had in store for us. A local shop owner, who sold us three umbrellas, said in broken English, “When it rains in Wien, it pours and never stops.” Boy was he right. Soaking wet and cold, we tried to make the best on what we got. I figured the rain is supposed to wash away any bad things that may have followed us during our time. Since we were going to sunny Italia, we needed to arrive fresh!
I started my day off right with a nice English breakfast at a local cafe in the train station. In Hawai’i, we don’t get a lot of opportunity to get an English breakfast. Come to think about it, I’ve never seen an English breakfast option anywhere.
The rain was a little too heavy for walking around, so Mike (my trusty travelmate aka The Professor) suggested we hop on one of those “hop on hop off” tour buses. Smart man. We got to see the whole city of Wien in a nice, dry, semi-cold bus. I enjoyed the bus ride, despite all my complaint about my shoes being extremely wet.
See…look how much I enjoyed the bus ride. It put me right to sleep. Honestly, I didn’t learn a lot of Wien. I can’t tell you a thing, except that Wien has some great food.
I completely lost the information about this restaurant! Mike, the expert apple strudel eater, said that this strudel may look great, but it doesn’t taste great whatsoever. I had to agree, although, I’m not expert apple strudel eater. Maybe if they heat it up, it would taste better.
Doesn’t that look good? What a disappointment….it’s like a pretty girl with no personality. What a shame.
Who knew the best authentic Japanese food in Europe would be in Wien? I tortured my travelmates, Ron and Mike, on my quest to find really good Japanese restaurant. Honestly, I didn’t research Japanese restaurants online, but had a “YOLO” philosophy any time I saw a Japanese restaurant in the distant. Thankfully, Ron and Mike just humored me on my quest. Tenmaya is a teppanyaki-style Japanese food. Apparently, Tenmaya is a pretty famous restaurant in Japan. We were lucky to stumble upon this restaurant with dumb luck, which has always been our travel style.
Tenmaya is legit. Compared to other restaurants, Tenmaya is on the expensive side, but for the quality of food, it’s justifiable. I got the two choice entree with dessert. There was a lot of choices, but I ended up with tempura and teriyaki beef. The portions was big and came in a very traditional obento box. Thinking about that meal, the beef was quite tough, but it was still the best Japanese restaurant in Europe.
My meal was roughly 31,00 euros, which was about $40 USD. Yes, expensive, I know. It was worth it. At that point, I haven’t had white rice in two or three weeks. Plus, I needed some comfort food for my soggy shoes situation.
My dessert was a Japanese coffee jello shaped in a lotus flower, which is quite common dessert in Japanese. It’s basically real coffee (possibly espresso) mixed with a clear gelatin. I’m sure there was some simply sugar mixed into it. If you like coffee, this is your dessert.
Mike was on a mission after lunch to find some really good torte. Not only just really good torte, but the originators of really good torte. The Original Sacher Torte is a small, but very busy cafe. It was packed, but we were lucky enough to find a nice small table. The rain didn’t help with all the congestion, but it was nice to have somewhere dry to sit at. Mike and Ron obviously got the famous chocolate torte, which recipe was been the same for over 175 years. I got this ratatouille open face sandwich, which kinda tasted like a tuna sandwich. We all ended up with hot chocolate (another famous must try from the cafe).
The torte is a rich creamy smooth bitter cake-like dessert. It’s not light whatsoever, nor sweet. The torte itself looked beautiful. It had a semi hard chocolate layer on top and in the middle is a nice firm, but not quite a sponge like texture. Each slice came with a hard shell seal of the cafe, kinda like those old stamp sealers that was used in the Victorian ages. A not too sweet fresh whip cream helped add some sweetness to the torte.
The ratatouille sandwich was about the size of a store bought hot dog bun. It was a nice three bite snack. It was quite good. I wonder if I’ll ever have this again.
The hot chocolate tasted as if the waitress took a slice of torte and blended it up. It was rich, dark, smooth, and bitter. It was good. If you like dark chocolate that isn’t too sweet, you will love this. Don’t expect tiny marshmallows or intensely sweet chocolate in this drink.
Wein, your rain may have put a damper on my mood, but your food lifted it up again. The rain was a nice cleansing before we set off to Italia! Ciao, Wien. A hui hou kākou (until we met again), Wien. Aloha ‘oe.