Dinner in the ‘dam…
EAT ME!
So, Lady Verburgh picks me up from the Van Gogh (not Gok), museum and we stroll on in the glorious sunshine. In the typically Dutch way, she bumped into a friend she knew. Who was on a bike, naturally…
As the sun was streaming down, we stop at a little bar to sit outside and watch the world go by (rush hour for bikes, love it!), and sink a few lovely Dutch beers.
After some mild flirtation with a delicious bringer of beer, it was time for a quick hop, skip and saunter through the red light district to Nieuwmarkt for dinner at Villa Nieuwmarkt on the edge of one of the cities finest squares.
The restaurant is a cross between a small bar / restaurant (but more restaurant than gastro pub if that makes sense?) and afterwards, I almost needed rolling home.
Lady Verburgh had a delicious little steak, and I went for the infamous cheese fondue which they strongly recommend. Being a pescitarian, I wasn’t going for the equally famous chicken satay, so it was the never-ending cheesetastic extravaganza for me…
Through bread, veg, chips, I ploughed on. The monster slice of fat bastard chocolate mousse cake we somehow managed to mange our way through after has left me feeling rather full – even this morning!
So, today. The weather is sweet. And after a long lazy breakfast, it’s time to have another coffee before we think about braving the day…
Iain is not having any more cheese today. Well, until the evening anyway…
