Macaron Morn in Vienna

Walking around the heart of the city on our first morning in Vienna, I saw these macarons in the window and basically could not contain myself.  Breakfast location found (Kurkonditorei Oberlaa Wien), and luckily they had plenty of savory things on the menu too because I cannot dine on sweets alone, not matter how good the macaron.

I opted for two vanilla (vanille), one pistachio (pistazie) and one raspberry (himbeere) macaron and nibbled them down to the last crumb before breakfast came. And cut it with a cup of strong Viennese coffee.

Räucherlachs mit Krengervais & Toastbrot

Smoked salmon with horseradish cream & toast

Sunday Morning Sea Dreams

Flashback:

Breakfast at Henderson Park Inn, Florida

Late Summer 2010

Recently moved across the Atlantic- from one country's "Deep South" to another's. Here in Bavaria, reacquaintance with winter and snow has been quick to come. I now relish Sunday mornings of strong, creamy cups of coffee, croissants or slabs of bread with crab salad and cubed morsels of cheese.

But this morn I had a dreamy resurfacing of the memory of this August breakfast overlooking the sea. Perhaps (just perhaps) the memory also served to span and reinforce the appreciation for all things seen. The late morning here, the the region of Germany we now call home, is quiet and bright. A light snow has been steadily falling for a few hours. Just over three months ago, we looked out upon the sea on a grey Sunday morning, over cups of strong black coffee and perfectly petite little waffles with strawberries. Clouds loomed over the Gulf of Mexico from our vantage point on the deck of a b and b in Destin, and though we knew where we were generally heading, we had no clear idea of exactly where, in mid December, we would be.

Greetings from our new home and looking forward to posting scrumptious morsels about life here....