We live here. This is the short list we'd hand a friend: the pizza worth crossing town for, where to eat well without tourist prices, what is actually worth an afternoon. No top-fifty lists. Every page carries the date we last checked it.
Nnea is the one we cross town for. Vincenzo rests the dough the better part of two days, and if the rise has not gone his way he simply does not open.
Cheap does not have to mean a kebab and regret. Lahmacun, rotating soups, Syrian flatbreads, the Dutch herring stand done right.
What is left of one of Europe's great Jewish food cities, and the handful of places where you can still taste it.
The Netherlands are in. Where to watch around the city while the tournament runs, terraces and big screens included.