Lieperts
Perfection in the rhythm of Styria.
A portrait of a house that doesn’t ask what’s trending – but what’s growing.
In the south of Austria, where the vineyards whisper with the sun and autumn tastes golden, lies Lieperts. A house that doesn’t reject modernity, but rethinks it: in harmony with the surroundings, with the season, with the people who work – and eat – here.
Manuel Liepert: Host, Innovator, Styrian with Conviction.
He’s not a showman. But a person with a clear voice. Manuel Liepert has never dedicated himself to fine dining, but to an idea of cuisine that is both refined and accessible. His dishes are not meant to shine on the menu, but to linger on the palate.
Liepert foregoes artificial additives, pomp, and pathos. Instead, he focuses on precision, freshness, and texture. And on ingredients that speak with the region – not against it.
“I use the greens to give my dishes crisp freshness and to round off the final taste. It’s super cool that the greens come from Austria and don’t require long transport routes, which would only limit the quality anyway.”
Char I Beetroot I Blood Sorrel
by Manuel Liepert
The stage begins on the ground.
At Lieperts, it’s about more than just cooking. It’s about cycles. About respectful agriculture, short supply chains, and honest processes. Herbeus’ greens are part of this philosophy. They don’t come from Holland, not by plane, but from vertical farming facilities in the Lower Austrian Marchfeld – without compromising on freshness or sustainability.
They fit the concept. Because they are not an addition. But a clear statement.
Cuisine as an invitation, not as a spectacle.
A visit to Lieperts is like an evening with friends who simply cook much better than you do. There’s beef tartare with smoked oil and fermented celery. Or pike-perch with creamed herbs, poached egg yolk, and sorrel. There’s a candy bar at the end. And a smile that stays.
Why Herbeus writes about this place.
Because the Stage of Perfection wants to showcase exactly such places. Not the loud ones, not the decorated ones, but the authentic ones. Because perfection doesn’t mean Instagram-worthy. But uncompromising. In its standards, in its product, in its interactions.
And because Manuel Liepert lives this – quite naturally.
