After a healthy bout of exploration a small group of foreigners finally locates the elusive Kandinsky expo. Turns out that it covers only first two decades of his career. But is still very, very good and includes plentiful geometric weirdness. Manage to forget to buy the catalog on the way out. No pix allowed, as expected.
Afterwards, time for the real sacher-torte in Cafe Central. Turns out to be as good as expected. Not too sweet, and with just enough apricot not to be fully chocolate-y in taste.