We received an unexpected financial donation today, and so like any responsible adults, we spent a tiny bit of it on Morale, which meant that we went to De Oranjerie for a shared steak and frites.
I'd somehow never been there before, but Mara's been a fan for a while. And what's not to like? Good steak, decent frites, superfriendly service, interesting peoplewatching, fantastic not-even-ironically-bad 80s pop on the stereo, and a neon sign that says "pijpen", which, yes, means "pipes", but is also the infinitive of "blowjob". I know, sometimes I'm ten years old.