Slipping Into Coffee Time at Café Sacher in Vienna, Austria
With the fin-de-siecle script in its chocolate medallion and time-perfected plating, cutting through the layers of your sachertorte's ganache, cake, and jam is something akin to peering down into the Roman buildings in Michaelerplatz. History resonates at Café Sacher's red marble tables, formed through the pressures of geologic time, while locals and tourists mill about outside the Staatsoper and heading up Kärntner Strasse to browse the windows that line the way to Stephansplatz. Herr Ober arranges glasses, the clinking a kind of metronome dictating the pace of café life, an escape from the bustle beyond the doors.
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