The renown of the Café Hawelka spread into the guide books and as the enfants terribles of the Sixties joined the Establishment and took up their professorial seats, so their places in the coffeehouses were taken by tourists and those hoping to bask in the limelight of the remaining celebrities.

While the Glory Years may have passed, it is the outside world that has changed and not the Café Hawelka. It still provides a refuge for many artists, writers and musicians. Three generations of Hawelkas now work in the coffeehouse, but Herr Hawelka still presides over his domain by day, greeting each guest personally. Late each evening, as every evening for over half a century, the smell of Frau Hawelkas legendary Buchteln wafts through the room. (Christopher Wentworth-Stanley)

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