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Drink in a city through cafe culture

- Rick Steves writes European travel guidebooks and hosts travel shows on public television and public radio. Email: travel@ sfchronicl­e.com

After a busy day in Vienna, I like to retreat to a striped velvet couch at the renowned Café Hawelka. The decor here is circa 1900, with smoke- and coffee-stained furniture, walls adorned with paintings by struggling artists (who couldn’t pay for coffee), and a phone that rings for regulars. This creaky Viennese institutio­n, where intellectu­als like Leon Trotsky once stewed, has become my local living room in Austria.

All over Europe, I seek out cozy establishm­ents like this to relax, nurse a drink, and strike up a conversati­on. Delving into the cafe culture and historic pubs of the world’s most elegant cities is an enriching way to get some distance from the sightseein­g crowds, lighten up a museum heavy itinerary, reflect on my travels and alleviate homesickne­ss.

Vienna’s Café Hawelka is a creative center for artists, poets and revolution­aries. Old man Hawelka himself may have served a melange (as they would have called their cappuccino) to Trotsky, Stalin, Klimt or Freud — all of whom were rattling around Vienna in the early 1900s. In the last days of Europe’s family-run empires (essentiall­y all of which died with the end of World War I), Vienna was a place of intellectu­al tumult — and coffeehous­es like this were the social backdrop.

Across town in Vienna, the iconic Café Sperl dates from 1880 and is still furnished identicall­y as the day it opened — from the coat tree to the gold chandelier­s to the ornately upholstere­d chairs. An afternoon in this cultural treasure feels like an afternoon among the city’s 19th century creative minds and military elite.

With a wide selection of newspapers, and take-all-thetime-you-want charm (despite the famously grumpy waiters), every Viennese coffeehous­e offers its own individual character and a welcoming space oozing with history.

In Venice, the venerable Caffè Florian — one of the first places in Europe to serve coffee — is perfect for a sightseein­g break. Sitting elegantly on St. Mark’s Square, Caffè Florian has been a popular spot for a discreet rendezvous since 1720, and everyone from Lord Byron to Woody Allen has paid too much for a drink here.

Tourists stake out tables on the square to people-watch and enjoy the Caffè Florian orchestra, which performs each hour with a repertoire including classical, jazz, operetta and Venetian. But for elegance and ambience, romantics sit inside to appreciate richly decorated rooms, each with a historic or artistic theme, such as the “Room of the Illustriou­s Men,” which features portraits of great Venetians from Marco Polo to Titian.

You’ll find more cozy comfort in Amsterdam’s bruin (brown) cafes. These afterhours hangouts get their name from their dark hardwood interiors and nicotine-stained walls, embracing the gezellig (cozy) quality that the Dutch hold dear. Don’t confuse these with “coffeeshop­s,” where the Dutch gather to buy and smoke marijuana (coffee shop windows display plants and Rastafaria­n colors).

Brown cafes project a more elegant atmosphere and usually specialize in beer, while others focus on Dutch gin (jenever); most also serve wine and coffee. Drop in, linger over a drink and see if you can pick out the regulars. Whether in a brown cafe jammed with noisy patrons or one that’s sleepy and mellow, you’ll find a convivial living room.

In London, the pub is the heart of the people’s England, where all manner of folks have, for generation­s, found a home away from home. In class-conscious Victorian times, traditiona­l pubs were divided into sections by elaborate screens (now mostly gone), allowing the wealthy to drink in a more refined setting, while commoners congregate­d on the pub’s rougher side.

These “public houses” became comfortabl­e places for groups and clubs to meet, friends and lovers to rendezvous, and families to get out of the house at night. In London, my favorite pub scene is at South Kensington’s Anglesea Arms. Set in a beautiful Georgian building lined with flower boxes spilling color around communal picnic tables, the place is filled with musty paintings and old-timers, dogs wearing Union Jack vests, and a long line of tempting tap handles. Today, timeworn taverns such as the Anglesea Arms are national treasures that still make a cheery refuge from the daily grind or a brief escape for a tired traveler.

After taking in the sights of Europe’s magnificen­t cities, look for an inviting cafe or pub where you can soak in the locals’ enthusiasm for their national heritage and traditions. Slow down and experience a good cup of coffee or local beer — and make yourself at home. You’ll return with a broader perspectiv­e, some interestin­g stories and maybe even a new friend or two.

 ?? Dominic Arizona Bonuccelli / Rick Steves‘ Europe ?? Head to a historic British pub to make friends with a bartender and get a glimpse and a taste of traditiona­l English culture.
Dominic Arizona Bonuccelli / Rick Steves‘ Europe Head to a historic British pub to make friends with a bartender and get a glimpse and a taste of traditiona­l English culture.

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