When I was a kid, I remember eating rhubarb and apple crumbles that made my mouth shiver. You know what I mean? Sort of dry like red wine and spinach...
Ok, so I screwed up. My Aussie friend and I had this genius plan to sell sangria and tortilla on Queen’s Day whilst dancing around to Latino music. It wasn’t...
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...
I realise I moan and whinge every February, but it really is a b*tch of a month. As if being broke wasn’t depressing enough (Stadsdeel Westerpark is currently enjoying about...
That sort of rhymes, right? Or it assonates, or something… This month it’s cranberries: partly because I happened to see the fresh ones in the shop, which is something you...
It’s December: you’ve blown your non-existent-due-to-credit-crisis Christmas bonus on presents and parties. You face the week between Christmas and New Year eating endless leftover turkey, potatoes and Brussels sprouts. So...
These days, in posh restaurants, they like to do things three ways. They also like serving ‘heritage’ vegetables – the so-called forgotten fruits of our ancestors’ labours. You know what...
Ok, this is a little lazy of me, but I’m up to my oesophagus in preparation for autumn Hidden Kitchen and getting the Amsterdam Foodie’s new mini-enterprise off the ground…...
It’s been a year since I introduced my monthly seasonal dish to the website, and what better way to mark its anniversary than by cooking with the Amsterdam Foodie’s symbol?...
