I had to skip the formal dinner tonight, as I am still very ill and wobbly from something “off” I ate in Egypt, but I managed to go out to the Cafe Diglas on the Wollzeile and have a very dignified Tafelspitz and some Grüner Veltliner and Mineralwasser (mit Kohlensäure), while reading essays by Adam Smith and Robert Musil. Es könnte schlimmer sein.
Tafelspitz
The Cafe Diglas from my table