Amsterdam Foodie

Actually I guess it’s not. I’m technically writing this on my laptop, just like I normally do. But there are two significant differences in the process I took to get here… Exactly the week ago, I entered the Apple age. It had taken me long enough, but for a variety of fairly nonsensical reasons I [...]

The beginning of 2012 has gone by in a bit of a blur, to be honest. So much has happened, I’m not quite sure how the rest of this year is going to live up to its flying start. In an effort not to jinx it, I think I’ll hold back on telling you more [...]

I’ve been pretty lucky insofar as keeping friends around goes. As an international type in Amsterdam, you more or less expect that some friends will go back to their native country, or move on to another work assignment elsewhere. But in the six years I’ve lived here, my core group of friends has stuck around. [...]

I remember once asking the boyfriend of a mate of mine if the two of them would like to come to a Michelin-starred restaurant with me and another mutual friend. He politely turned me down, explaining that if he was going to spend that kind of money, he’d rather it was just the two of [...]

Several very strange things happened last night. The first was in Soho Sushi. Let me set the scene: I’d arrived a minute or two later than my friend, and after ten minutes at our table no one had offered either of us a drink (nothing strange there, thinks the Amsterdammer). Eventually, we asked for a [...]

I’d always been sceptical of people, generally in their 30s, telling me that they didn’t drink that much any more because their hangovers had got so much worse. I just figured they weren’t practising hard enough. But in the last month, I’ve had not one, not two, but three hangovers the strength, length and severity [...]