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Hungry? It happens ... a LOT. Appetite is one of humanity's great levelers.
In almost every city you can find a series of markets where green grocers, butchers, fish mongers, etc., entice the peckish public with displays of delectables. Vienna's sizeable Naschmarkt fills this niche nicely. But it also spices it up a bit, so to speak. I'm For example, interspersed among the horseradish, ham and halibut are cafes and restaurants of various types ... and cookery shops ... and souvenir shops ... etc.
You get the picture. Viennese gastronomes can supply their own kitchens or feast from the well-supplied kitchens, staffed by skilled chefs, right in the Naschmarkt.
But that only describes the Naschmarkt on most days of the week. Each Saturday, the it expands by leaps and bounds with an eruption of peddlers. This is the Naschmarkt's Flohmarkt, or in English, flea market.
The seemingly endless collection of antique tchotchkes, porcelains, books, and an odd abundance of Victrolas was fun to look through. And bargaining in German, it turns out, is easier than I had thought. My best purchase was the green fedora I was wearing in the earlier picture of the Riesenrad.
In this instance, this felt less touristic and more like normal Viennese life.
But up next, a description of definitely NON-normal Viennese life as we enter the world of the Habsburgs, one that departed only about a century ago.
Blog to you later!
Hungry? It happens ... a LOT. Appetite is one of humanity's great levelers.
In almost every city you can find a series of markets where green grocers, butchers, fish mongers, etc., entice the peckish public with displays of delectables. Vienna's sizeable Naschmarkt fills this niche nicely. But it also spices it up a bit, so to speak. I'm For example, interspersed among the horseradish, ham and halibut are cafes and restaurants of various types ... and cookery shops ... and souvenir shops ... etc.
You get the picture. Viennese gastronomes can supply their own kitchens or feast from the well-supplied kitchens, staffed by skilled chefs, right in the Naschmarkt.
But that only describes the Naschmarkt on most days of the week. Each Saturday, the it expands by leaps and bounds with an eruption of peddlers. This is the Naschmarkt's Flohmarkt, or in English, flea market.
The seemingly endless collection of antique tchotchkes, porcelains, books, and an odd abundance of Victrolas was fun to look through. And bargaining in German, it turns out, is easier than I had thought. My best purchase was the green fedora I was wearing in the earlier picture of the Riesenrad.
In this instance, this felt less touristic and more like normal Viennese life.
But up next, a description of definitely NON-normal Viennese life as we enter the world of the Habsburgs, one that departed only about a century ago.
Blog to you later!
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