This right here is called a Keiserschmarrn. It’s basically a fried pancake with powdered sugar and sweet sauces for dipping. Now. I wouldn’t normally put FOOD at the head of a single day, but this thing topped our morning at the palace. Our server saw me questioning it on the menu, thinking it might be too big of a dessert after lunch, then said (try to imagine Schwarzenegger), “You have to try it. You’re in Austria. That is the situation.” Needless to say, I felt my pants tighten and my brain get heavy for most of the afternoon. But yes, that was indeed the situation.
