My poor stomach is being done a massive disservice this Christmas season, and is suffering through a gauntlet of mulled wine, sweet snacks and fried meat. It sounds disgusting when written like that but at the time it is DELICIOUS. The past Saturday we took our Christmas market viewing out of Italy and travelled north to Innsbruck to experience our first Austrian Christmas market, and to eat Austrian Christmas market snacks.
Innsbruck is ridiculously cute, with snow topped mountains encircling the town and appropriately festive gingerbread architecture in the centre of its old city. They have small markets throughout the city, and even one partway up the mountain. At the ‘children’s market’ (so named for the carousel and pony rides that could happen there – the rest of the stalls were of the same ilk as the other markets), a large Swarovski Christmas tree was the main attraction. In my opinion, a real tree decorated with crystals would be a little prettier, but they didn’t ask me, so. I still took many a photo of the tree, to be used as proof my mother should come to visit in Christmastime.
My handsome travel companion.
I was so happy to find these fried treats, the closest thing to the Hungarian langos I have found. The Austrian Kiachln came with sauerkraut, jam or icing sugar and are a lot heavier than their Hungarian friend. But they were still so good. These were our lunch, and kept us full for most of the day.
**Langos is one of my favourite international travel snacks, but it doesn’t seem to be much exported/available anywhere else. It can sometimes be found at New Zealand festivals under the name ‘Hungarian puff pastry’ where the high price doesn’t deter the crowds who will wait in long queues.
The easy way to get photos of the two of us.. The man on the right is a little unimpressed. To combat the cold, we both managed an entire thermal layer under our normal clothes and our thickest coats on top. And still managed to look relatively normal.
Swarovski Swarovski Swarovski…
As the light began to change I started taking the same photos all over again..
A last few shots of the markets. I am a true convert to a winter Christmas, though we have nearly had our full of markets for this year. There will be one more trip to the ones in Trento for a greasy lunch on Saturday. Then first stop Christmas 2015: Merano.