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the excitement of boredom

Open Club Sandwich

Open Club Sandwich

There is this place in Vienna called "Oben", which basically means "at the top". It actually is at the top of a building, namely the main building of the Viennese libraries. It's a great place to hang out both during the day and at night and incidentally, they also serve

Brined pork belly

Brined pork belly

To everyone who knows me a bit, the revelation that I'm partial to pork roasts will be no revelation at all. But, I adhere to a kind of roast that's unusual for Austria (or Germany, for that matter). I like my roast mostly with caraway, salt and garlic, massaged in

DBMA 2012: Cheesy Spatzle in the mountains

DBMA 2012: Cheesy Spatzle in the mountains

Death by Martini was on vacation, and this is what it brought, part 1: Cheesy Spaetzle. Now, you may not be familiar with this specialty from Germany, Austria and, I think, Switzerland, but it’s something you might want to try. These eggy things, sometimes in the form of miniature

DBMA: At Carnaby Burger

DBMA: At Carnaby Burger

Being the cosmopolitan man about town that I am, I went to London to check out a few places to eat. That’s not entirely true, and by “not entirely true” I mean not true at all, but at this very juncture of this very post, I will take the

Turkeys gone wild

Turkeys gone wild

I’m sorry for misleading you. This article is in fact not about turkeys gone wild – whatever that might have looked like in your dirty, dirty mind – but rather about turkeys that spent quite some time in an oven till crispy, crunchy and juicy. It’s about the Christmas Turkey!

Stockholm, a tale of food and peril

So after more than two years of absence, I returned to Stockholm last weekend to visit my sister, her husband and two unruly but fantastic little Swedish kids. Contrary to my usual ways of taking at least 5000 photos, bugging everyone and their grandma to death, I actually took but

Martinigansl at DBM

The more loyal of my readers will know that I’ve had yet another blog for a while now. Called “Death by Martini“, it celebrates the greatness that is food and drink. My latest entry, written mere minutes before this one, is sporting scrumptious pictures of the traditional goose served