Amsterdam Foodie

Those of you who subscribe to my monthly newsletter will know that my professional circumstances are in a bit of a transition phase at the moment. Being the Amsterdam Foodie isn’t a full-time occupation (or rather, sometimes it feels like it is, but it’s not the kind of occupation that pays the bills) so for [...]

For some reason, gay men are crazy about me. They’re so much more crazy about me than straight men it’s not even funny. On Saturday night, one of them said to me, in all seriousness: ‘Vicky, I think I’ve become a little bit obsessed with you’. He was gorgeous and American and had electric blue [...]

The first time I went to Cafe Toussaint was for the Netherlands vs. Uruguay semi-final of the World Cup. I couldn’t see much of the café itself (it was covered in orange) and nor was food an option (it was beer or nothing) but something about the atmosphere (and – admittedly – the hotness of [...]

One of my blogging pet hates is when bloggers write posts beginning something along the lines of: ‘I’m so sorry I’ve been dreadfully remiss of late and haven’t posted anything recently. I’ve been so terribly busy… but forgive me, I’ll make it up to you’ – as though their reader is a jealous lover, waiting [...]

I’m not convinced that it isn’t rather too hot to be blogging right now… lying in the park sounds distinctly more appealing than sitting at my computer. So I’ll try and keep this short (for once). Last weekend heralded the visit of Mr and Mrs Foodie (aka Mum & Dad). After dragging them round a [...]

Picture the scene: my friend was at an Amsterdam restaurant that shall remain nameless (largely because I can’t remember what it was), in which he asked for a glass of white wine. ‘Dry or sweet?’ asked the waitress? ‘Umm, do you have anything medium?’ he replied. The response came: ‘Well, not really, but I could [...]