i'm not sure what the bavarians would make of the pfiff - it almost feels like drinking beer out of a thimble. but apparently it's a typical austrian thing & "pfiff" means clever or witty - perhaps if you have one pfiff then you're pfiffy, but if you have a bavarian stein you're pissed ...
i'm in vienna for the next week, giving a workshop as part of the machine divas research & networking project, organised by IMA & hosted at Kunstraum; there'll be a performance next thursday evening (8pm vienna time) - see the UpStage site for details & local times & join us online : )
already i've had the pleasure of sampling quite a bit of local fare - such as serviettenknödel (a local variation on semmelknödel), those little orange mushrooms (yum!), austrian beer & austrian wine, & very special finger sandwiches at the place where i also experience the pfiff: trzesniewski's sandwich bar. apparently kafka lived next door & was a regular here. the open sandwiches are artistically displayed under glass cases, it's cheap & fast service, & there are at least 3 vegetarian options. thanks for the recommendation, harley!
backtracking a bit - last weekend in munich it was christopher st day, so i checked out the parade which was much the same as other gay pride parades around the world, all the usual kinds of floats & costumes, lots of loud pumping music & a celebratory party spirit. this float (right) was one of the more politically outspoken ones, with slogans addressing a number of current human rights issues & i think the green-faced serpent is the pope. during & after the parade i managed to catch up with various friends & meet a lot of new ones - despite the crowds & still not being quite sure of my way around; let's just say i know munich much better now!