There’s just not enough time to eat everything. that’s why I love grazing, small plates and tastings. After a fine dinner of seafood (risotto frutti di mare and local grilled fish) and some very local wine (the waiter pointed to the hills above the city) my translator was blotto and I was too weak to resist the cute busgirl’s invitation to try some chocolate mousse.
This was a recommended but modest restaurant so I was not expecting a fancy dessert. So wonderfully wrong! A selection of chocolate mousses, clockwise from top right:
+ coffee with tiny roasted beans
+ ginger with shreds of candied ginger
+ balsamic vinegar(!) with little puddles thereof
+ dark chocolate in a chocolate shell
There’s definitely something interesting about the Viennese stamp left on this Italian and Slavic town.