We have Scary French Lady to thank for most elements of this blog post. You may know of Scary French Lady because she leaves comments occasionally, or you might have...
The word for salsify in Dutch is a real tongue twister – the sort of word they’d have tested on soldiers during the war to check which side they were...
If you live in Amsterdam, it won’t have escaped your notice that we had local elections last week. Miraculously, I’m allowed to vote in these elections (I’m not allowed to...
Saucisson of every variety imaginable So, we’re 2300 metres above sea level (in Val Thorens – officially the highest ski resort in Europe) and the temperature’s around -10 degrees centigrade....
A few weeks ago, I got in touch with the brains behind Amsterdam Spoke: an online magazine for Amsterdam’s would-be writers to profile their work – and to provide insider...
An Italian staple on the Van Woustraat, Amsterdam restaurant Fa Pekelharing does a good line in arancini, salads and pasta...
When the waiter at Greetje brought us our menus, he asked whether we’d prefer English or Dutch. Since we didn’t mind, he brought both. I opened the English first, and...
Last weekend was all about vodka: Polish vodka. I spent the weekend in Krakow, after which I ended up in Warsaw airport with a whole heaps of Polish złote and...
It was over a week ago now, but I promised a few people who couldn’t make it that I would blog about the most recent Hidden Kitchen events. I had...
