This evening in Vienna, we walked the several blocks from our hotel to the famous Sacher Hotel. This with but one thing on our minds-- Sacher torte. It seemed that it was mandatory to enjoy this treat at ground zero. It was a memorable evening, notwithstanding that at the time we thought five bucks for a dessert and coffee was quite steep. Yet can one put a price on precious memories? Have some truly memorable experiences sometimes without counting the fiscal outlay.
After all the intervening years, the walk, the good company and the laughter are still remembered, and the taste of the confection still lingers in memory if not on the taste buds.