If you need to give your feet or your wallet a break from Mariahilfer Straẞe, Vienna’s main shopping street, your savior is Café Ritter. It’s the last remaining coffeehouse on this very long stretch of commerce and far better than your number two option, a generic Starbucks. Ritter delivers a true Viennese cafe experience, almost to the point of being a caricature of itself: stuccoed ceilings, hanging chandeliers, wood paneling, grumpy waiters in bow ties, bland dark-roasted coffee (the neon sign and the pastry counter are additions from the 1950s). Patrons are a mix of neighborhood residents and shoppers.

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