The 110-year old Café Korb wears its age with grace—there is not an ounce of pretense about it, and instead of Gustav Klimt you get Dieter Roth and Arnulf Rainer on the walls. At lunch time, the room seems the domain of solo diners—ladies, mainly, tucking daintily into their salads —but outside is where the real bustle is, with regulars and tourists enjoying their coffee, or wine, and watch the world go by.
The art lounge downstairs has become a hub for contemporary artists with a real edge—and just as well, for I can’t imagine Elfriede Jelinek, apparently a regular, giving her seal of approval on anything else.
