WHERE I DID BRUNCH IN AMSTERDAM

Brunch, it’s the most important meal of the weekend, and when you’re in a different city, it’s not just important, it’s imperative. It’s where you sit and laugh about the night before whilst downing that first coffee (why is European coffee always better?) piecing back your life together – the shards of which are strewn across a cobbled street in Spain or a canal boat in Venice, whilst ordering a green juice, and, of course, planning what sights you’ll be seeing next. 

Me and gal pals, Jenni from the Brix and Rachel Geenava, flew in from three different cities for a blow out weekend in Amsterdam. it’s a city of bridges, cobbles and steeped in European history, though for us, it ended up more the city of karaoke, improptu photoshoots and stag do crashing. It’s also one of the continent’s best cities for a stellar brunch. From G’s which blast out Drake and ridiculously attractive baristas refuse to give you your table cos you’re two hours late for your reservation, to vegan caf’s whose virtuous dishes satisfy as well as make you forget about the brunch fave bacon, here are some top recs if you’re in need of some spots to brunch when in Dam. 

Omlegg

With two branches across the city, we landed on this place after arriving for our original booking at G’s two hours late and in SERIOUS need of coffee having partied until 7.30 am… Luckily, the barista sensed our borderline collapse and sent out three extra large, extra hot lattes in  extra quick time whilst we looked over the egg based menu. Claiming to be the only omeleterrie in the world, this super food restaurant did everything imaginable to an omelette and a was a true illustration of just how global you can get with the humble egg. I decided on the triple cheese and added truffled brie. You can’t ever have too much cheese, amiright? Eggs are great for a hangover, cheese is essential for a hangover. Truffle oil? We’re on holiday, egg-travagance definitely allowed. 

GO FOR AN EGG-CELLENT BREKKY 

DON’T EAT THE SWEET  OMELETTE ON A HANGOVER, MY SHOT ADDLED MIND COULD NOT GET MY HEAD AROUND THIS 

Grand Cafe Restaurant 

Amsterdam was the home of trade including diamonds, chocolate and silks and much of their wealth is apparent in the grandeur of the chocolate box buildings, ornate stonework and musical clocks. The central train station is a leftover trinket of past opulence, where you disappear upstairs, past a Starbuck’s and straight back into the past. From wood panelling, a classic Wolseley feel and a very strange addition of a resident parrot (allowed to fly around freely…), this was in equal measures mad and delicious. The brunch was standard fare with the added flourish of crisp white table clothes and crisp white shirted waiters. The champers fizzed and sparkled and provides the perfect  welcome to start any gal’s holiday and takes the edge off the Ryanair arrival too.

GO FOR FIRST CLASS FUN AFTER PEASANT WAGON PAIN

DON’T GO IF YOUR SCARED OF PARROTS. I REPEAT, DON’T GO IF YOU’RE SCARED OF PARROTS 

VINNIE’S

In the almost Hackney vibed area of Amsterdam, a 20 minute stroll from the main strip lies a street which I will rename Brunch Boulevard. Flanked either side by trees and with the wooden chairs littering the pavements to invite you to drink your almond milk lattes and dip your flatbreads in fresh labneh outdoors in the crisp sunshine, the main road is a bread basket of treats when it comes to brunch spots.  Juice bars with oranges tumbling in the window displays contrasting against the stark grey of the morning sky, bagel booths boasting the long jewish heritage Amsterdam holds spread onto every halved chewy wheel and Middle Eastern joints painted pale pistachio with pomegranate pink cushions to sink into and sip mint tea, there’s a brunch plate for every taste on this street.

for our last brunch of the gal’s retreat, we opted for Vinnie’s, too delectable to walk by and tempting us inside with banana bread samples, crunchy with walnuts. I opted for the roasted aubergine which was smokey and delicious, though for something warming, Jen’s bubbling shashuka was very tempting too.

GO FOR SIERRA INSTA FILER VIBES 

DON’T GO IF YOU CAN’T LIMIT YOURSELF TO ONE FREE SAMPLE 

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2 thoughts on “WHERE I DID BRUNCH IN AMSTERDAM

  1. Great post! I remember getting so lost in Amsterdam and ending up at the tourist pancake places. So handy to have more authentic recommendations. Vinnie’s banana bread sounds delicious.

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