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Travel Adventures: Vienna, Day 4

It was a cold and windy day, so my mom and I started with breakfast at Cafe Demel. Once upon a time, Demel was the imperial baker for the Habsburgs. Nowadays, they’re a ridiculously overpriced cafe near Stephansplatz, and a favorite indulgence of mine and my family’s.

Every single one of their rooms are gorgeous, but my favorite place to sit is at one of the two small tables near the workshop, where you can see the bakers at work. In morning, you can see the interns churning out apfelstrudel after apfelstrudel, and later on you can see them making their gift shop treats and also see the cake decorators at work, which is also a blast.

My mom and I ordered the Wiener Fruhstuck, which was delicious and awesome: hot drink (ours were cocoa), orange juice, soft boiled eggs im Glas, & bread w/ honey and housemade jam. The orange juice was so fresh I thought it was Tang because it lacked the typical American prepackaged pucker. Go figure.

Demel also has a killer gift shop. Also ridiculously overpriced, but you can get tea cookies, marmelades, candies, you name it. It’s like an Imperial Willy Wonka shop.

Afterwards, it was still windy and rainy, but on our way back to the hotel we found a bookstore on the Graben called Frick. It had an English language section, and guess what I found. A biography of Maria Teresia (the Empress not the nun), and a biography of Empress Elizabeth (aka “Sisi”). Both astoundingly intriguing women I’ve been dying to learn more about but haven’t found many decent biographies about.

And then I found two romanticized novels of Sisi’s life pre- and post-marriage, and as the single most self-romanticized empress in history, it would have been a disgrace to Empress Elizabeth’s memory not to get them! And then I found the writing journals... Yeah, you can easily see how my visit (and euros) went:

We would have spent the rest of the day getting cozy, but my uncle decided last minute he wanted to do lunch at the Tibet restaurant. That was all he said. And we were like, “yeah, okay, but what’s the name of the restaurant?”

‘Cause like, we’re tourists and don’t have a shorthand for his favorite restaurants yet and need to google things.

Well...

Sorry, Uncle Dan.

I was stupid tired at that point and forgot to get pictures of my food, but the menu was basically variations of momos (Mongolian/Tibetan dumplings), and I had a bowl of momo soup, with meat dumplings. It hit the perfect spot for a rainy and chill day, and wasn’t too heavy either.

After that we stayed in and dug into our purchases. And did I read any of the new books I purchased? No! Because of this asshole, which has been 1/5 read for the past year and a half:

So I did some reading, and prepped some outlines in anticipation of the next day, which I knew was going to be mostly me writing in a library. It was the prelude to a series of relaxing days.

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Cafe Demel, Vienna’s famed coffeehouse

My favorite coffee place here in Vienna is definitely Cafe Demel. When you're born Viennese, you do have coffee in your veins. Trust me, I have been in there million times. It's one of the oldest coffee houses introduced more than 220 years ago, delivered sweet dishes and pastries to the imperial family. What better place is there then taking the guests into this really old coffee place. People love it. For Viennese people, it is part of lifestyle to go into a coffeehouse every day. It's like the second living room. We start going there with your grandma, with your mother, after dancing lessons. Of course, I'd like to get my guests to feel a little bit of this lifestyle. To feel a little bit like I do. It's just fun. There's just nothing better than that. My name is Petra. I'm a tour guide with Viking Cruises.

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