Amsterdam, NL – Cafe Wildschut

Stumbled into this place on one of our walks to nowhere, it’s in the Southern part of the city, outside of central, and relatively close to the Van Gogh museum. Found out later, it is supposedly one of the city’s “hot spots”, not sure why, tho it was crowded early on a Sunday morning (what place, anywhere, isn’t?) and we were in the mood for breakfast.

No, I have no idea what the name means, and neither does Babel Fish.

It was pleasantly decorated, we were waited on by a very nice young man. (One sidebar here, that Amsterdam is really techno-wired, among other things, I don’t think we saw very many restaurants that the servers weren’t using wireless PDAs for placing orders and delivering bills).

Mrs. BDB decided to branch out and she ordered MEAT croquettes, which I think we both assumed would be solid pieces of meat, but it was akin to eating deep-fried country gravy with sausage bits in it. We didn’t find this distasteful. Why hasn’t Louisiana discovered this? Deep-fried gravy? Man oh man!

I ordered breakfast, 3 fried eggs, (check out the color of those yolks again folks, just don’t see those in the US) with fried ham and fresh bread.

The food came quickly, and did not disappoint. Well, we really didn’t have a single bad meal in Amsterdam, but we did skip a lot of local favorites that we should have hit. No pancake, for example. I mean, really, there’s only six meals in a day, so we couldn’t get to everything?

Full menu for Wildschut is online. Once again, I see things looking at it now I wish we would have tried. I know, I know, I didn’t get a burger. Oh well, next time.


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Amsterdam, NL – Le Grotto Coffeeshop

One thing I have always been told, in my decades of globe-trotting, in order to lessen the impact of jet lag, get on the schedule of where you are, as soon as you can, including having that time of day meal.

Landing in Amsterdam at 630A, that meant breakfast as soon as we checked in the hotel. Well, almost “as soon as”, the hotelier was kind enough to let us take the room as soon as we got there, and we had a wee bit o nap before setting out.

The term “coffeeshop” has a distinct meaning in Amsterdam (see one of those kind of shops “rules for drinking coffee” below), so one must look for a “coffeeshop” that actually IS a “coffeeshop” (by our definition).

We found a combination of both in Le Grotto, not far from the hotel, went in, had “coffee” before plunging into an full English breakfast for me, and a croissant melange for Mrs. BDB.

I love English breakfasts, tho this one was slightly modified to be sans tomatoes and avec chips, but that was ok. The egg yolks were bright yellow (the kind we don’t see in the US anymore), and the toast was great, and the beans were from Mrs. John Kerry.

It was good enough that we were tempted to return daily, but instead set out to have as many adventures as possible.


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