Must say, this was a bit disappointing.
Vienna is famous for their Sacher Torte, but quite frankly, it wasn't as good as I remember from my college days. Granted my taste buds have gotten a bit more discriminating from the days when I was fine to eat Monterey Jack cheese and wash it down with a Little Kings - but I found this little dessert to be a bit . . . well . . . dry.
I suppose I understand better why they serve this cake with a bunch of whipped cream, but I tried them three times - once at Hotel Sacher (for its namesake), Cafe Dremel (they stole the recipe, so says the Austrian courts), and a off the beaten path pastry shop. Dry, dry, dry - and almost verging on stale - couldn't even finish it.