Perhaps it’s better that I don’t live here, because when I do return I simply can’t resist all the wonderful sweets on offer.
I’ve already written about Vienna cafes, and I always have to squeeze as many as I can into my visits back.
When I was back with my kids, I discovered that one of Vienna’s famed cafes even has a small outlet at the airport. My boys and I were thrilled to stumble upon Vienna airport’s Demel.
When we arrived, they had just finished the last piece of Apfelstrudel, but they told us we could wait for the new strudel arriving straight from the oven.
You bet we waited, and we all enjoyed piping hot strudel and vanilla sauce before our flight back to Rome — proving that it is awfully difficult to say Auf Wiedersehen to Vienna (and its desserts) …