Pannekoeken, Poffertjes, Stroopwaffels and a Side of Fries
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This morning, Morgan and I made a beeline to a pancake place, uninterestingly called "Pancakes!" so I could get my apple pannekoeken. Morgan got some weird concoction with Camembert cheese, ham and a raspberry sauce...it was gross to me, and I think to him too, but he finished it. Our waiter was unbelievably bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for that hour of the morning. And he spoke to us as if we were grade-school children on a class trip. Everything was "fantastic!" and "super!" with wide eyes and a big smile and a lot of energy....and bizarrely white, chapped & peeling lips...we decided he had to be high on speed. Freaky guy.
We went to the Anne Frank House first, which was really well done, although not furnished (Mr. Frank wanted it left as it was after the Nazis took everything out).
Then we did the 20-Euro canal boat hop on/hop off tour, which was a total rip-off. The guys working the booths were either stoned or could care less. They gave us wrong information about which boats left from which stops at which times...and since there's only one boat per hour, we kept missing them as we rushed to the other stop and just missed THAT boat...it wasted a lot of time. We only got one little 15-minute ride out of it. Totally not worth it. They had an hour-long tour, which would have been perfect...and cheaper. Live and learn.
We walked over to the Van Gogh Museum, which is a perfectly-sized museum, and I really enjoyed the little explanations and anecdotes next to each piece.
Then we went to the Albert Cuyp outdoor market, and ate (in this order): poffertjes, a freshly baked stroopwaffel (which leaked caramel all over my hands), a cone of fantastic frites with fritesaus (fresh mayo) each, and a croquetten each. The croquetten was the only thing that was sub-par. The fries were fabulous (it's the guy in the middle of the market, not on the end).
We popped into a cafe and grabbed some drinks (I got some gluhwijn...hot mulled wine...yum) and some lackluster lumpia as we waited for the next boat on our hop on tour...but it never showed. Very annoying. Wound up taking a tram back to the hotel.
We rested until about 8:30 and then walked around the 9 Streets area by the Jordaan, and eventually found a deli. We got a couple of delicious broodjes (sandwiches) by picking out our meats, cheeses and breads from the large array that the guy had behind the counter. We grabbed some black current soda and some sweet chili potato chips, and took our picnic back to the hotel.