Billy & Me Quest for Eats

So… Amsterdam… After our horrific journey we really did have a rather nice weekend.

Falling prey to the malicious advertising utilised by cheap long term parking companies we were forced to journey from Streatham to Heathrow where we missed our plane (if you’ve ever had this happen, you’ll understand the mystery of actually trying to get out of the airport… oddly no one, even the security guards can tell you how to leave). So, leaving poor little Neville (our dishevelled Citroen) behind we made our way to Gatwick (ironically a half hour from our flat), waited around for three hours as our minds turned to dust and then were on our way!!

So… I like Amsterdam a lot. I often forget what a pretty city it is. With wonderfully eccentric buildings slowly collapsing against one another framing wide open picturesque canals, housing such friendly and warm people.. it’s a wonderful destination for a short city break.

… Food however they just don’t do. For your consideration I present Amsterdam’s fast food.

Brilliant notion. A half-assed filthy kitchen partially obscured by a wall of glass shelves.

Where for a mere 1.20 EUR you can get this:

Wonderful, by inserting coins into a weird kitchen/wall; I recieved a tube of odd curry-flavoured cheesymeatypaste covered in hard crumbs of cheesymeatypaste.

Hours past and still I could taste it lingering like a slow death on my every breath.

Eoin: 1
Billy: 5