Ulrich

Ulrich sits on the Sankt-Ulrichs-Platz corner in Neubau, a leafy nineteenth-century square that has become the 7. Bezirk's quietest evening pocket. The format is all-day Mediterranean bistro: a long breakfast that runs into a lunch menu that turns into pizza-and-pasta evenings on the terrace. The wine list reads natural and Austrian; the cooking sits in the same Italianate-Mediterranean register the neighbourhood's bistronomie cohort has settled into. The terrace fills from May through October; the small interior covers winter operations.