One of the first things I ate when I got to Graz was a wiener schnitzel from a fairly well-regarded restaurant, and it was fine, but the meat was a little bit dry. I’ve had better back in Toronto. And it’s like, what the hell? I’m in Austria. This should be the best wiener schnitzel of my life.
So I figured, okay, I’ll try again when I get to Vienna.
There’s a place in Vienna called Figlmüller that’s quite famous for their schnitzel — I went at around 4:00 on a Sunday, at there was a half-hour line just to get in, so I figured this was going to be the mind-blowing wiener schnitzel I was hoping for.
It was definitely better than the one from Graz, I’ll give it that. The seasoning was outstanding and the outside was perfectly crispy, but again, it was a bit dry.
I wasn’t planning on eating this much wiener schnitzel, but just on principle, I had to try again. It shouldn’t be this hard to find amazing wiener schnitzel in Austria.
I did some googling and found myself at a place called Cafe Rüdigerhof. I had a good feeling about this one. And…
It was the worst of the bunch. The meat was, yet again, fairly dry, and this one wasn’t even particularly well seasoned. I had to add a very liberal spritzing of lemon just to give it any kind of flavour.
That’s it, I give up. I’m not eating a fourth wiener schnitzel. Thanks for nothing, Austria.