Grinzing is an outer suburb of Vienna lying in the north of the city underneath the hill-top ridges of the Vienna Woods, but apart from the natural environment, people like to come here to visit some of the Heurigen that the village is famous for. Allow me to explain.
While the slopes of Austria’s alpine region are idea for those who don’t mind risking life and limb skiing down mountainsides, the slopes of the Danube valley are more suitable for growing grapes, and although we don’t see much of it on British supermarket shelves, Austria has been making wine for centuries – and Grinzing is as good a place as any to taste a bottle of Grüner Veltliner.
A Heuriger can best be described as a wine tavern, and its name comes from the term Heurigen Wein, which translates as “This Year’s Wine”. In 1784 Emperor Joseph II decreed that vineyards could sell their own produce under certain strict conditions, and it was from this time that the Heurigen tradition began. To start with, they were open-air affairs where people would bring along some simple food to go with the new wine, and even though it’s not quite that simple anymore, a true Heurigen has unpretentious rustic surroundings with a limited range of food such as local cheese, ham and sausages.
Opening hours of Heurigen are limited, but our choice of venue in Grinzing was a former monastery called Heuriger Reinprecht, and due to the amount of travelling time, we booked an early table. After ordering our wine and food, we sat down on a wooden bench, and it wasn’t long before we were being serenaded by a pair of Heurigensanger (folk musicians) whether we wanted to be or not, but it soon became clear that we wouldn’t be allowed to carry on enjoying our food unless we gave them a tip for their trouble. Being entertained by Schrammelmusik is all part of the ambience of course, and you may or may not be interested to know, that Anton Karas, who wrote and played on The Third Man’s Harry Lime theme, was discovered playing in a Grinzing Heurigen.
Having been to Vienna several times, this was to be my last evening here, and so I hope that this final post shows that there is more to the city than just Imperial palaces, Baroque churches and classic architecture. Coming to Heuriger Reinprecht also made me realise that music here isn’t confined to Mozart, Schubert and Strauss either, but whether anybody joined the Heurigensanger for the Last Waltz I couldn’t say, because all good things come to an end, and for one last time, it was a case of thank you, and ‘Goodnight Vienna’.