thanks for the kind words ...


- Brunch at the airport (Airrest restaurant) - 1 pm

We were greeted by a jolly FT group and a surprisingly
appetizing spread given that it came from a facility that
has a captive audience and didn't have to be as good as
it was. The buffet a volonte included breakfast food -

various omelets and breakfast breads

sausages (I commented to flyingsaucer+1 that these reminded
one of what one might get in a cheesy motel in the Midlands)

bacon (good but not so good as at Mondsee)

chicken in cream with capers (not bad but kind of cold)

prosciutto and melon garnished with a physalis (ground
cherry, lantern fruit, other names)

smoked salmon (good)

and real food -

grilled eggplant with tomato slices, basil, and cheese,
quite pleasant, but then I love eggplant;

strudel of sandre and salmon, rather nice but very heavy on
the dill, served with a thin cream that was billed as
Riesling sauce and buttered spinach;

veal in cream sauce with chanterelles; quite nice, with a
generous hand with the mushrooms (thank goodness they are in
season; otherwise the price is out of sight);

mixed vegetables (too much zucchini, but nicely al dente);

pumpkin schnitzel, an odd concept but not bad;

roesti, parsley potatoes, and steamed barley.

The table I sat at:
Seoulman and Gisela
flyingsaucer and Michael
boxo
melville
myself

Several others faded in and out to socialize - boxo and
melville are quite a draw, as well they should be.

Desserts:

fresh fruit, nice.

Buchteln or Wuchteln, kind of coffee roll with vanilla sauce
- Gisela said that she hadn't been able to find this in
forty years; apparently it's an old-time Salzburg specialty
that has been eclipsed in popularity by the Nockerln. I
raised my brow when I saw her with two of the rather big
things on her plate. She said that she could eat four of
them but didn't want to be piggy, and that I should try one.
So I split a small one with melville, and, though it was
good enough, it was enough. The notable thing about this
dessert is that, as Gisela described, after the rolls have
been baked, they are injected with a filling of apricot jam.

There was a sour cherry Bavarian cream on offer that some
were very enthusiastic about, so I used up one of my
precious remaining lactase pills to try. It was decent, not
too sweet.

Also a cheese board, but I didn't have the pills to spare;
and melville gave me a lukewarm report on them anyhow.