After getting to the top and then halfway down, we stopped for lunch in the sunshine at a really cute little cafe. Not sure of the name but it's the only one there (I think)
I swiftly ordered a melange, feeling happy I knew the local lingo. Only to be told melange was used only in Vienna....doh! So, cappuccino it was. It was my favourite coffee of the whole trip, full of body , perfect temperature. Of course being in such beautiful surroundings helped.
We were absolutely starving, the menu was good, lots of vegetarian options. I went for the strudel (picture is weird as I'm still working out macros for new camera)
Melange? The spice of prescience and immortality from Dune? I want some!!!!
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