Much great chomping has happened in these parts recently, but I have no food-pr0n-style photodocumentation of it: instead we have pictures of the people who cooked and ate the food.


Saturday we went to a housewarming BBQ (pictured atmospherically above and blasphemously below) in the BoLo which featured a lot of grilled lamb and seafood, all good, but best of all, HBF brought this monster: Stilton Cheesecake with Rhubarb Compote. I believe the poestweaks included a tiny bit of rosemary somewhere and some walnuts in the crust? Whatever happened, the end result was even better than it sounds. Chef HBF tonguing the pope:

Then last night was a very hungover dinner at Fenan Klein Afrika, which continues to be one of my favorite affordable Amsterdam restaurants, hungover or not. But I have to warn you: if you go there in anything resembling the condition I was in, you've got about 30 minutes to get home after you've finished eating before you fall unstoppably into a sleep-like coma. Injera a serious sleeping pill: don't linger.


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