Well, maybe not champagne – for our pocketbooks, it’s more sekt that’s in order, which is the local bubbly, and in my mind, appropriate for just about any occassion. We have a thing for hotel bars – there’s something a bit nostalgic and grand about them. And if they’re located in hotels that are nostalgic and grand, then chances are, they will continue to be there through various stages of life – so that you can return when you want to feel nostalgic and grand.
This weekend we’re pretty much beginning the final countdown – departure day is Friday and it will be here before we know it. So Friday night we kicked off our last week with a “champagne crawl” through the Opernring area hotel bars. Here’s how we fell out.
1. Kasekrainers at Bitzinger
What says champagne campaign better than grilled sausages? But this is our favorite stand and we definitely had to make sure everyone started off well fed.
2. Blaue Bar at the Hotel Sacher
The Sacher probably has four or five different bars in it and a friend in London kept asking if I’ve been to the Blue one and I kept assuring her that the bar isn’t all that blue there. Turns out there is a very blue bar -and it’s gorgeous. Like the inside of a jewel box. Unfortunately also like the inside of a jewel box, it does not have air-conditioning so by the end of the first round, everyone has taken on a bit of a dewey look and we move on.
3. Bristol Bar at the Hotel Bristol
The Bristol Bar looks straight out of Mad Men – complete with wood paneled walls, brass-rimmed bar stools, and velvet chairs with a color that you haven’t seen since the last time you popped open one of the jumbo crayola boxes. This was a place where you almost had to order something on the rocks or in a martini glass. Unfortunately, it also smells like the Mad Men era, with the not-so-faint odor of nicotine practically soaked into all that paneling so we move on after a round.
4. Bar Maria Theresa at the Hotel Imperial
Last stop is a bit mauve in hue, complete with white jacketed servers. It’s also starting to feel a bit warm in there and we decide to spare the only other two patrons (who incidentally are the only other two tipplers we’ve seen all night) our merrymaking since we’ve been at it for awhile, and we sit on the patio to finish our final rounds in the summer breezes.
This is just the beginning of many bittersweet good-byes…
All photos from their respective hotel websites.