Budapest v. Prague

I fully realize a little knowledge is a dangerous thing.  And when it comes to these cities that’s all I have.  We spent one night and two days in Budapest and two days and two nights in Prague.  Enough to do the eastern European version of “hop on/hop off” bus tour...

The OTHER end of my foodie spectrum!

“It’s in the Palais Coburg…it’s supposed to be right here,” says my husband, looking around with map in hand.  We’re in a quiet, non-commercial part of Vienna, with few people on the street in the early evening.  The only place seems to be a high rise residence of...