Wednesday, 15 April 2015

I am...

...writing for another city. A city with lovely canals, beautiful flowers and hipster bicycles. And great places to visit.

Like the De Laatste Kruimel cafรจ with the most delicious warm sandwiches and the best muffins to go with your coffee. You sit in your grandma's cosy kitchen or on her balcony above the canal for morning chats and laughs and plans for the day ahead.



Which finds you walking around Jordaan and getting lost in the tiny roads around the canals. While the sun is putting a golden veil over the water, you sit on the bank of the river and order a glass of wine and chips with mayo to nibble. Preferably at Walem or Morlang. Necessarily though with your friend who you haven't seen for months. Because wine tastes better when shared with loved ones.



And after this mellow feeling that wine in the sun can only give, it's time for dinner. In Kantjil & De Tijger for Indonesian cuisine or in Trattoria Caprese just a few meters down the (Spuistraat) road for talliatele ragu served by possibly the most smiley and gentle people in town. And you bring your friends around a table with good food, which is another way of describing "bliss".

Next morning is coffee and apple pie time in Piejpe. Where you want to just sit and browse. To reflect on these lovely days and to plan the last few hours in the city. You grab a table at De Wasserette on the cobbled street and enjoy.

Upon reflection and deep thinking you are found in Brecht for a last pint and this warm feeling of visiting a home that you've been to several times before.

I am (in) (Am)sterdam. With S and A. And I am O(h so very happy).

xO



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