As the daughter of innkeepers, I was exposed to fine food and, at least in theory, fine wines from a very early age. It shaped me for life. My parents' inn was located in Grein, in the Strudengau region on the Danube, and fittingly, it was called Gasthof Strudengau.
My mother was the head chef and entirely self taught. She brought the great influences of French cuisine to our small corner of Upper Austria, in the southern part of the Mühlviertel. Alongside outstanding traditional Austrian inn classics, the menu regularly featured dishes such as frog's legs, bouillabaisse, beef tartare and Beef Wellington. I truly grew up in a culinary paradise. I already knew from my grandfather that wine was something special. He would often take us to the Wachau to buy Bouteilles, bottled wines, as he called them. Of course, we also bought wine in the traditional two litre Doppler bottles.
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