
I recently took a trip to the Netherlands to see my family. I had not met my newest nephew, Jacob, yet – so I had to go. Plus, it was Koninginnedag (“Queensday” ) the weekend I arrived. It’s basically my idea of the perfect holiday: city wide sidewalk sales, street food, drinking in the afternoon (or morning), fresh squeezed orange juice on every block, and all around good cheer.
I love Amsterdam more and more every time I go back. Past the circus of tourists (which really isn’t that bad…just a handful of “confused” tourists) there’s a not-so-huge city that carries on at a pretty relaxed pace. And of course, there’s the snackshop food (patat, croquettes, etc), the new crop of Dutch micro/home breweries, smart restaurants and great markets. Coming back to Chicago was tough.

Beers on Queen's night

Cameron having his "Brinta", the ubiquitous kid food – kind of like oatmeal


Yard sale paradise. Used book shopping in the Nine Streets neighborhood.

Cured ham and melon. I don't know how Dutch this is, but I always forget how good it is.

"Koffie verkeerd" and an almond filled cookie at the Koffie Salon.
Koffie verkeerd, or “coffee made wrong” is essentially the Dutch version of a cafe o’lait. It’s called that because if you accidently pour too much milk in someone’s coffee, you’ve made the coffee wrong. Like a cafe o’lait but with no foam – at least, that’s what “wrong coffee” should be. The irony is that these days Wrong Coffee is made wrong. Most places don’t take the time to make fresh filter coffee (in a Melitta cone) – it’s basically a lazy cappucino. This place, Koffie Salon makes a delicious and beautiful wrong “wrong coffee”. Always served in a glass – not a cup.

Balthazaar's Keuken

Razor clams with sea beans and cod (i think)
Going out to eat isn’t nearly as popular as it is in the states. For our family it’s always been reserved for special occasions. Because my sister and her husband are moving to Scotland in a few weeks, we went out for dinner at her favorite place, Balthazaar’s Keuken, in the Jordaan neighborhood. The restaurant (Balthazar’s Kitchen, in English) is a small, narrow, dimly lit room – really just a kitchen – with about 8 tables. It’s a set menu with a choice of meat or seafood. We ordered a bit of both. I honestly don’t remember exactly what we had (pureed beets with goat cheese and mackerel come to mind) but it was one of my favorite meals to date.

Our tiny table for 3 in the kitchen.

Snackshop picnic in Eindhoven. Bitter balls, fries with peanut sauce and mayo. Can't beat it.
Eet smakelijk!
Enjoy your meal!