My goodness, does that bring back memories. My mother loved going to Austria - I guess it was the closest she could get to her native Czechoslovakia at that time - and we were there at least three times in my mid to late teens so, 1956-60 or thereabouts.
It's so hard for me to imagine I grew up in a time when voice-overs were delivered with such plummy condescension, skirts were almost a must (though my mother nearly always wore slacks) and life was so very formal.I am pretty sure those bowls of whipped cream were not served at breakfast though....
Thanks Ruby for the walk down Memory Lane....[/quote]
I'd forgotten until I was there earlier today, that there's a café here in the village that still serves coffee with a small bowl of whipped cream. It's delicious!