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Wednesday, May 31, 2017

The Name of This Dessert Is Too Long for a Post Title

What do you do when you have a half a bag of coconut left in the fridge from your Almond Joy Pie and you want to use it up?

On top of having too much coconut in the house, it's also the start of strawberry season and you are craving strawberry shortcake?

Additionally, you are invited to a party and you have to take a portable dessert for a crowd?

This was my dilemma this week.  I was finally starting to see local strawberries in the farmers' markets and I was thinking about how good they would taste over homemade sweet biscuits and topped with fresh whipped cream.  Unfortunately, strawberry shortcake is not a practical potluck party dessert.  The party seemed like a better excuse to use up the coconut.

I needed to come up with a recipe that would use up  the leftovers in the kitchen that would still satisfy my cravings for strawberry shortcake.  When I ask my brain to come up with a new recipe, it always gurgles and scrunches, but it eventually spits out an answer.  Some answers are more edible than others, but I always receive an answer.

The answer was trifle.  I could make the trifle similar to strawberry shortcake and incorporate the coconut.   Instead of pound cake or sponge cake, I would use biscuits.  I would layer my biscuits and strawberries with coconut custard and top the whole thing with fresh whipped cream.

I decided to take it one step further.  One of my favorite pies is coconut and white chocolate cream pie. One of my favorite layer cakes is a white chocolate and coconut layer cake.  Even though I'm not enthusiastic about white chocolate, it does combine beautifully with coconut.  With this in mind, I added another layer of flavor and made my coconut pastry cream into white chocolate and coconut pastry cream.

I called this dessert Coconut White Chocolate Strawberry Shortcake Trifle.  I couldn't seem to come up with a better, shorter, or more clever name.  I am simply telling you exactly what the dessert is.

I made my base with drop biscuits.  There is no need to make rolled biscuits for a dessert where they will be buried under goo.

I don't have a go-to pastry cream recipe. I need to find one at some point.   Every time I want to make a dessert with pastry cream, I end up on the internet searching recipes until I find one that's not too complex.  I also need to find one that works.  I have often tried pastry cream recipes that flopped.

The recipe I tried this time turned out pretty well, so maybe this will be the one.  It worked well with coconut milk replacing most of the dairy milk.

I layered the biscuits, then the cream, and then the berries.  When they were all used up, I topped it with a light cap of fresh whipped cream.  (Cream not shown in photo.)


The custard was tight and I wonder if it were less tight if it might have soaked the biscuits a bit better. I thought they stayed a tad too dry.  The cream was also a bit too sweet.  More strawberries might have also improved things.  I didn't get any complaints at the party though.  The dish was a hit, so maybe I'm too picky.


White Chocolate Coconut Strawberry Shortcake Trifle

Ingredients

Biscuits
  • 2 cups flour
  • 3 Tbl sugar
  • 1 tsp salt
  • 1 Tbl baking powder
  • 1 stick cold butter, cut into pieces
  • 1 cup milk
Pastry Cream
  • 1 15oz can coconut milk*
  • 1/4 cup half and half*
  • 6 egg yolks
  • 2/3 cup sugar
  • 4 oz good white chocolate cut into pieces 
  • 2 Tbl Malibu rum (or a tsp of coconut extract if you prefer)
  • 1 cup sweetened coconut flakes
Topping and Assembly
  • 1 cup heavy cream
  • 2 Tbl confectioners sugar
  • 1 tsp vanilla
  • 2 pints strawberries stemmed and sliced.
First make the biscuits.  Heat oven to 400 degrees.  Pulse together flour, salt, sugar, and baking powder in a food processor.  Sprinkle the butter over the top and pulse until the butter is evenly distributed and the mixture looks like crumbs.

Transfer the dough to a mixing bowl and gently mix in the milk.  Drop by large tablespoon fulls onto a baking sheet and bake until the tops are golden (about 15-20 minutes).  Remove from oven and set aside.

To make the custard place the chopped chocolate in a large bowl and set asside.  Whisk together half of the sugar, the egg yolks, a half cup of the milk and the cornstarch.

In a saucepan, heat the remaining milk and sugar over medium heat without stirring.  Bring to a simmer.

When the milk on the stove is simmering, whisk it to combine.  Then add some of it to the egg mixture and whisk it together quickly.  Quickly whisk the egg mixture into the milk on the stove.  Stir over medium heat for about 5 minutes, or until it thickens.  Strain the custard into the bowl with the chopped chocolate.  Stir until it is melted and smooth.  Stir in the rum.  Finally, fold in the coconut.  Place a plastic wrap over the top and refrigerate to cool.

When you are ready to assemble the trifle, place 5 or 6 biscuits at the bottom of a trifle bowl, breaking them up if you need them to cover the bottom.  Cover them with strawberries.  Then cover the strawberries with the pastry cream.  Add another layer of biscuits to the bowl and continue layering the berries and cream.

Beat the heavy cream, powdered sugar, and vanilla in a chilled bowl (cream whips faster in a cold bowl) until fairly stiff.  Spread over the top of the trifle.

Allow to sit for a few hours for the flavors to blend and serve.




Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Almond Joy Pie for Mother's Day

My family rarely ever celebrates Mother's Day like normal people.  For one thing, we often don't celebrate Mother's Day on Mother's Day.  The Saturday night before Mother's Day is always so much more convenient for celebrations. 

We also don't do wimpy brunches. I never understood why Mother's Day is always about brunch.  After all our mothers do for us, don't they deserve more than brunch?  Kevin and I like to serve our mothers something more substantial.  Last year I made a pot of Sunday Sauce and piles of good ziti.  Pasta is my mother's favorite food and why should I serve her anything other than what she loves for her day?

This year I decided to maintain the tradition.  Big pasta dinners make everyone happy (except for my nephew, and I'm sure he'll outgrow his aversion to tomato sauce eventually). 

This year's Sunday Sauce is the same as last years.  I made a hearty sauce and filled it with meatballs, sausage, and beef shanks.  I  prefaced it with a bit of antipasto consisting of olives, roasted peppers, cheese, and some local salumi.  I accompanied all of it with fresh bread and good wine.  This is what family dinners are supposed to be about.


The one part of the meal I changed this year was dessert.  I haven't made any new desserts lately and I was itching to make a new pie. I decided to create a a new pie recipe that incorporated two of favorite flavors: chocolate and coconut.  I took that over the top by adding almonds to the mix too. 

My new creation was appropriately called Almond Joy Pie, in honor of the similarly flavored, beloved, candy bar.  It consisted of an almond flavored crust, chocolate coconut filling, and a topping of almond whipped cream garnished with crunchy almonds and toasted coconut.

My plan to make an almond flavored meant I wanted to make a crumb crust out of almond flavored cookies.  This was one of the biggest challenges.  It's not easy finding an almond flavored cookie that makes a suitable crumb crust.  The most common type of almond cookies are biscotti, and biscotti are rock-hard.  I was afraid they would make a hard crust.

Eventually I found these almond wafers.  These were perfect since thin wafer cookies make the best crust.  Unfortunately, they were a little too strong in the ginger department with little pronounced almond flavor.


I crushed them up, mixed them with butter, and baked them. The flavor might not have been perfect, but I had a useable crust that was neither too soft nor too hard.

The other tricky part was adapting a chocolate pastry cream recipe that would incorporate the coconut flavor. I didn't just want to add a bag of coconut to chocolate pudding.  I wanted the flavors to blend together seamlessly.  The best way to do that was to make coconut milk part of the custard base.  Would that work?  I have made coconut cream pie with coconut milk in the custard before (thank you Elaine Corn), but I haven't ever tried it with chocolate.  It would be an interesting experiment.  I crossed my fingers and adapted my favorite chocolate cream pie recipe using coconut milk as a replacement for some of the cream in the pudding.

Finally I topped the whole thing with fresh whipped cream blended with amaretto.  I topped it with more toasted coconut and sliced almonds.

It was a hit!  I will definitely do this one again.

Almond Joy Pie

Ingredients

Crust
  • 1.5 cups crushed almond wafer cookies
  • 2 Tbl sugar
  • Pinch of salt
  • 5 Tbl butter, melted
 Filling
  • 3/4 cup sugar
  • 1/4 cup corn starch
  • 1 can coconut  milk
  • 4 egg yolks
  • 1 1/2 cups half and half
  • 6 oz semi-sweet chocolate, chopped
  • 2 Tbl butter
  • 1 tsp vanilla
 Topping
  • 1 cup whipping cream
  • 1/4 cup confectioner's sugar
  • 2 Tbl amaretto
  • 1/4 cup toasted coconut flakes
  • 1/4 cup toasted sliced almonds 
Heat over to 350 degrees.  Mix together crumbs, butter, sugar, and salt.  Gently press into 9" pie plate.  Bake 8-10 minutes or until firm and set. 
Whisk the sugar and cornstarch in a medium saucepan. Gradually whisk in 1 cup half and half. In a separate bowl whisk together the remaining half and half and the coconut milk with the egg yolks.  Whisk them into the mixture on the stove.

Keep whisking the mixture over medium high heat until it thickens and boils.  This should take about 8 minutes. Remove from heat and add the chocolate and butter, whisking until smooth.  Stir in the vanilla. Transfer filling to crust, press a piece of plastic wrap over directly over the top, and chill for at least 6 hours.

Beat cream, sugar, and amaretto on high speed until thick and fluffy.  Spread on top of pie.  Sprinkle generously with almonds and coconut flakes.

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

My Amsterdam Food Travelogue

I know I haven't been keeping this blog up lately.  I do have some new projects in the works for the coming months, so I hope to be a little better about adding more posts in the near future.

One type of post I love to make is about the food I eat when I travel.  Since I took a trip to Amsterdam last week and did a lot of eating, I had to make sure it was well documented here.

If you want to read the non-food story of my trip, it's on my other blog. You can see a full set of photos here.

During a bus tour during my trip to Amsterdam, a guide said The Netherlands doesn't have many specialties in the way of cuisine.  When I booked my vacation, my focus was not on food because I wasn't sure what to expect.  However,  like most cosmopolitan cities, Amsterdam has its share of fine dining.   Even if I didn't have much of a clue about  Dutch cuisine (other than herring and Gouda cheese), I knew there would be some special restaurants regardless.  I was looking forward to seeing what I might find in the city.  I was not disappointed by what I found both in Amsterdam and the surrounding area. 

Day 1 - There was a lot of food served on the flight, so when I landed in Amsterdam mid-morning, I wasn't terribly hungry.  When Kevin and I arrived at the hotel, the restaurant, Lotti's was still serving brunch.  At first I didn't want anything, but I found myself tempted by the sight of all of those mimosas and decided to have one.

Since we couldn't check in right away, we did some exploring.  By mid-afternoon we were finally starting to feel hungry.  At first we thought we only wanted a snack like a coffee and some pastry.  Then we spotted a restaurant called Quattro Gatti near our hotel that had a tantalizing assortment of cakes in the window, so we thought we would give it a try. (Also, how can I not want to eat at a place called "Four Cats"?)

The restaurant was small - more like a little coffee shop.  The decor was simple.   An assortment of copper pans hung on the back wall, but there was little other ornamentation.  The open kitchen at the back was tiny.  It looked like the kitchen of a humble Roman apartment.  The smell of fresh herbs permeated the place (unlike so many Italian restaurants that only smell of garlic). The simplicity of the place charmed me right away.

When I looked at the menu, I knew I wasn't having dessert.  I saw an impressive list of homemade pasta dishes and I had to have one.

I chose spaghetti carbonara.  I ordered the small portion.  This photo makes it look as if it was indeed small, but this plate was deceptively deep.  I was trying to eat light, but there was plenty of pasta here.

I think this was the best cabonara I ever ate.  How many times have you been to an Italian restaurant and ordered the carbonara and found the chef cheated and used cream to avoid clumpy eggs?  That happens to me all the time.  This was not the case at Quattro Gatti.  This chef knew how to stir his eggs into the sauce properly.  Even though I thought it was a bit too salty, it was so rich and satisfying and expertly prepared, I will stand by my statement that it was superior to any other carbonara I have eaten.

Kevin ended up sticking to his plan of having dessert.  He loved this chocolate almond cake.  He did have his regrets about not having pasta despite the cake. We hoped to come back here, but they are only open to the public for lunch and we were never in the neighborhood at lunch time after this.


I will always regret not coming back here.

We stayed in the neighborhood for dinner.  In fact, we didn't even leave our hotel.  We had dinner at Lotti's.

I had my pasta later in the day and it was filling, so I wasn't terribly hungry at dinner.  I avoided
appetizers and focused on the main course.  I decided to make a radical change to my normal restaurant routine and had this dish of mixed roasted parsnips.  Some were wrapped in filo dough and some were plain.  They came on top of a radish salad.  It was an unusual dish, but I thought it was also a fun deviation from stuff I normally eat.  I just wish there was more filo involved.  Only two large parsnips were wrapped in it. When I saw it on the menu, I had hoped it would be more like a strudel.


Day 2 - We always ate breakfast at our hotel and I tended to keep it simple with a cappuccino and a croissant with an occasional fruit salad so I have no breakfast photos.  Lotti's served American pancakes, but I was more interested in trying traditional Dutch pancakes.  After spending the morning touring the Anne Frank House, we met up with our friend Miriam (whom we met during our Italy trip six years ago) at Pancakes Amsterdam.  I said at the beginning of this post I wasn't aware of many Dutch specialties, but I knew pancake houses were a popular lunch staple in the city and I was excited to try one.  They serve the traditional, flat, crepe-like pancakes, American pancakes, and the traditional puffy poffertjes.

I was having such a good time with Miriam and her kids, I forgot to take a picture of my lunch.  I chose a flat pancake topped with Camembert, raspberry sauce, chicory, and ham.  It was delicious and I'm happy I tried it.  One of my lesser food regrets is that I never tried the poffertjes during my trip.  Those looked good too.

That evening I tried another Dutch tradition that isn't Dutch.  I wanted to try the Indonesian rijstaffel (rice tables) that are a staple of the Amsterdam food scene.  I did some searching online and found Sampurna was a popular option. 

On the map it looked as if Sampurna was reasonably close to my hotel.  It was less than a 10 minute walk according to Google maps.  Unfortunately, it was raining steadily at dinner time and that made the walk more uncomfortable than expected.  It's too bad because the stroll along the Singel canal looked interesting with plenty of beautiful shops.  The restaurant is right alongside the famous flower market, but it was closing up when we arrived (and we wouldn't have wanted to hang out there in the rain anyway).

I was glad I made reservations for the restaurant a couple of weeks prior to the trip.  The place was as crowded and they asked if we had reservations as soon as we walked in.  During the course of the night there was a constant stream of people coming in and out.  They managed to keep the service consistent and friendly despite the crowds, so I give them a lot of credit.

There were a la carte options, but I wanted to try the full rice table meal.  They had three options to choose from.  We could order extra spicy, spicy, or vegetarian.  I went for the spicy meal for two. 

They gave us shrimp crackers and dipping sauces to start.  The sauces were quite fiery, but they were delicious.  For our appetizer we could have soup or fried chicken dumplings.  We were on vacation and fried food is always fair game on vacation, so we had the dumplings.  They came with a sweet-spicy dipping sauce.  They were good if you like fried food (obviously I do) but anyone looking for a more unique flavor, would have found them ordinary.

Once we finished our dumplings the full meal came out.  There was a sweet spicy beef and sate skewers (my favorites), chicken in a coconut sauce (Kevin's favorite), shrimp in coconut sauce, and a few different vegetable dishes (including marinated cucumbers which were another favorite).  We had peanuts and soybean crispy stuff to sprinkle over it all and plenty of rice to go under it.



Some of the dishes tasted a bit too similar to each other.  Other than the chicken, Kevin was less than impressed.  I felt a bit bad about that since the restaurant was my idea.  I still enjoyed the meal, and enjoyed more dishes than Kevin did, so I was still glad I had experienced this. 


My dessert was the standout.  It was described as a light fruit pudding on the menu.  I don't know how else to describe it.  It had a burnt sugar topping like creme brulee`.  Underneath were layers of fluffy cream with flavors of pistachio and a fruit whose flavor I couldn't put my finger on.  The contrasts in textures and the creaminess and the unusual flavors surprised me in the best way possible.


On our last night in Amsterdam I discovered  there was an Indonesian restaurant just a few doors down from our hotel.  It was in the opposite direction from which we usually walked, so I never saw it until it was too late.  Maybe it would have been less crowded than Sampurna and Kevin would have liked the food better. 

Day 3 - We took a day trip to the countryside today.  We started out in the windmill village of Zaanse Schaans.  The village looked like it had a few specialty food shops (or more likely just tourist trap shots), but our time was limited and we were there to see the windmills.  We went inside one of the mills and had a demo on the process of grinding linseed oil.  That particular mill was right next to a hot chocolate shop.  I could smell that hot chocolate everywhere in the vicinity of the mill.  I was dying for a cup of it by the time we left.

Our next stop on the tour was to the lakeside village of Volendam.  There were a couple of local specialties here.  The first one is cheese.  We went to The Cheese Factory (major tourist trap).   It's not really a factory.  The cheese itself is made elsewhere, but they have a demo room and some equipment to show how traditional Gouda is made.  We sat in on the demo and let's just put the emphasis on CHEEZE.

Do you know how the Dutch eat cheese?  They slice it thin and put it on sandwiches.  Who would have thought someone would do that?  They use this tool to slice it.  You can conveniently buy the tool in the shop.


The store was filled with free samples, so I'll stop complaining.

We had lunch at a recommended restaurant called De Lunch.  I don't know if it was the best restaurant in town, but our time in Volendam was limited and our guide said that restaurant would have the fastest service.

This was where Kevin sampled the other culinary specialty of Volendam - a local cod fish called kibbeling.  De Lunch makes it into fish and chips.

Our server tried to steer me into ordering it, but I had to politely tell her I don't like fish. I had a pork schnitzel instead.  There were french fries of course.  There were always french fries.

I satisfied my craving for hot chocolate here.  This was some seriously over-the-top hot chocolate.  They served me a mug of hot milk and a cup of chocolate chips.  I just stirred the chips directly into the milk.  I could make it as strong or as weak as I wanted (I'm sure it's no surprise I used all the chips).  It was accompanied by both whipped cream and marshmallows.  It was so good, I think it made the Belgians nervous.

We returned to Amsterdam in the later afternoon and had no dinner reservations for the evening, so we thought we would explore the neighborhood and see what restaurants looked good.  (This is when we found out we couldn't get dinner at Quattro Gatti.)  We ended up at Het Paleis, a restaurant that was kitty-corner to our hotel.  We could see it from the window in our room, which helped pique our curiosity.  It is named The Palace because it is on Paleistraat, the street that eventually leads to Dam Square and the Royal Palace.

After such a filling lunch I wasn't in the mood for anything heavy.  I started with some tomato soup.

It's always a relief  when you order tomato soup and it doesn't taste like it came from a can.  I wasn't so lucky on my first meal in Paris.

My main course was a portobello and goat cheese sandwich.  I ruined the idea of eating light when I thoughtlessly agreed to have fries on the side.

Everything was good and the service was as friendly and prompt as every other restaurant I had eaten at so far.  The Dutch get a thumbs up for excellent customer service.

Did I say I wanted to eat light?  Maybe we shouldn't have shared the apple pie.  But how can you be in the Netherlands and not have apple pie?  Look at all these apples.

Unfortunately it also had raisins.  No big deal.  I picked them out and Kevin ate them.  (Who is the pickypants now?)

Day 4 - We spent an intense day visiting the van Gogh museum and the Rijksmuseum.  We ate our lunch in the van Gogh museum cafe`, Le Tambourin.  My lunch was not particularly interesting (just a decent caprese sandwich), but I give the place credit for the name.  One of the paintings in the museum is of the owner of a cafe` called Tambourin who was once van Gogh's lover.  She is seated at a table shaped like a giant tambourine.  I liked the way the museum cafe` paid tribute to that painting.

We shifted gears again for dinner that night.  Even though I didn't know much about traditional Dutch food, I was looking for some kind of kitschy, semi-authentic experience for one of my meals.  I wanted to eat at a restaurant that would recall another era.  In short I was looking for the Dutch version of a restaurant like Plzenska from my Prague trip.

I found what I was looking for in Haesje Claes.  This was another place I found online that seemed popular and well-loved (or just another tourist trap). Once again I was smart enough to make reservations a week or two before the trip.  There were so many people coming in here, the host had to turn away anyone without a reservation.

I got my desire for some over-the-top, old fashioned décor.  We had a great table.

Our time in Volendam the day before put me in the mood for cheese.  I ordered a simple appetizer of aged Gouda.  This was a lot of cheese.  Of course Kevin wasn't interested in sharing.


There were many tasty sounding dishes on the menu and it was difficult to choose, but the traditional dish on the menu was something called stamppot, which is mashed potatoes mixed with vegetables.  I had mine mixed with sauerkraut and topped with a meatball, a sausage, and a strip of thick bacon.  The meatball was slightly rubbery, but it was a satisfying dish overall.  Kevin went a little crazy and ordered beef tenderloin.


I almost wish I had come back here to try the stamppot with lamb, or the duck confit, or the croquettes, or the tomato-pepper soup.  This rich and heavy type of food is right up my alley (although for the sake of my health, it shouldn't be).

We both had stroopwafels (waffle wafer cookies filled with sweet syrup) with a giant wedge of nougat ice cream and caramel sauce for dessert.  I love syrup waffles.  They're not easy to get in the US.  The ice cream was excellent too.  It's hard to describe the flavor, but it's not as vanilla as it looks.

 For dessert we tried some of the local firewater.  The restaurant offered a variety of locally made liqueurs with all kinds of unusual flavors.  They also had some comical names like Little Hans in the Cellar and Heaven on Earth.  I had one called Marasquin, flavored with berries and cherries.  Kevin had the Heaven on Earth.  It was flavored with chocolate and spices.  They were both so strong they veered into cough syrup territory.  I still felt a burning in my chest a few minutes after I drank mine.  I was reminded of the rakjia I drank in Montenegro, although not quite as strong.


Day 5 - We took another bus tour today.  We went to Brussels and Antwerp.  If you check out my other blog, you will see it was not the best day of my vacation.  Foodwise it started out poorly, but improved tremendously.

We were in Antwerp at lunch time. We had little time to grab lunch before heading to Brussels.  We ended up in a fast food joint.  We were trying to avoid McDonald's (there were two of them within two blocks of each other), but we might as well have eaten there.  We had burgers and fries that were not too different. 

Toward the end of the day in Brussels we tried a bakery with table service called Maison Dandoy.


This is where I was finally able to eat a liege waffle in Belgium.  It was topped with strawberry sauce and ice cream.  I had a rich cup of hot chocolate to go with it.  This was the best part of my day.  Kevin had never tried a liege waffle before, so he was in for quite a treat.


It was late when we returned to Amsterdam.  It was also King's Day.  The party was ending, but we had to fight a lot of crowds who were heading in the same direction we were heading away from.  We ate dinner in our hotel.

I stuck with an appetizer and tried the Lotti's steak tartare appetizer.  I didn't have my camera with me, so I had no photos.  It wasn't as good as the waffle in Brussels, but it was a tasty end to the day.

Day 5 - For the final day of our trip we took one last bus tour.  This time we went to Bruges.  It was a much better trip than our Brussels and Antwerp tour.  Our guide for the day made a point of saying frites, chocolate, and beer are a major part of Belgian culture (Belgians are bigger pleasure seekers than the Dutch.)and we would have plenty of opportunities to sample all of them.

We went to the recommended restaurant Old Bruges.  Once again the guide recommended this because they would serve us quickly. Social media posts all say this is a pretty lackluster tourist trap.   This is the problem with bus tour meals.  The places the tour companies steer you to are often not great, but you don't want to take the risk that service elsewhere will be too slow to enjoy the rest of the day. 

I tried the traditional Flemish beef stew with fries.  It was nothing special.  I thought both dishes could have used a bit more salt. The stew was kind of bland.  Dutch and Belgian fries are way less salty than American fries.  It's too bad I like salty fries.

Would another restaurant have done it better?  Who knows?


It could have been worse, but if I had to do it over, I might have tried to find another restaurant.

Our next food stop was Galler chocolates.  We knew we wanted to take home some Belgian chocolate from Bruges, but there are so many shops we weren't sure which one to pick.  Galler was the one our guide recommended.  We bought a box of pralines and truffles (all exquisite).  Kevin didn't just want truffles and pralines though.  He wanted some bark.  We found it in another store called Mary.  We bought white and dark chocolate bark studded with hazelnuts, almonds, and pistachios.

There was a waffle truck conveniently parked next to our bus when we left Bruges, so we made sure to stop for a last waffle drizzled with Belgian chocolate sauce.

Once again it was quite late when we returned to Amsterdam.  We could have eaten at our hotel, but I wanted to try something new for our last night.  We asked the front desk for some late-night recommendations.  He suggested Cafe Libertine.  That was certainly an appropriate name for a restaurant in a city where prostitution is legal.

This was a place for young hipsters.  At first I didn't mind.  I loved the décor and the open kitchen.



The menu was a bit limited, but the pizza sounded interesting, so I ordered one with speck and some kind of cheese I can't remember.  Kevin had one with spinach and egg.  Tasty, but the crust on mine could have been a bit crispier.


Service started out good. Our server was friendly and cheerful.  Unfortunately we were abandoned after a while.  The young hipsters received all the servers' attention.  We wanted to order dessert, but they were ignoring our table.  Kevin got frustrated and asked for our check at the register and paid there.  We went back to the hotel for dessert and a final cocktail.  It was hard going to bed knowing the next morning we would have to leave.

One more breakfast and it was time to go.  My overall impression is that when it comes to food, there isn't much you can't get in Amsterdam.  The restaurant options are endless.  Except for the glitch at the end of our dinner at Libertine, we never had bad service.  Everyone was friendly and almost everyone spoke perfect English.  Some meals were better than others, but I never had a bad meal.  Amsterdam is a wonderful place to visit even without the food, but the food definitely made it that much better.