Bussia

Glad to say I’ve been dining like a one percenter lately, and in places where for the longest time I’ve been meaning to go to but (yet) couldn’t for one reason or another.
The first time I laid eyes on Bussia was when I started wandering around Amsterdam in the early days after my arrival. I remember being in the vicinity of Anne Frank House, suddenly turning a corner then seeing the attractive candle-lit, white linen-covered dinner tables through the window. I looked at the menu and turned wistful – I thought, this would be a good place to celebrate something someday. It turned out to be just as I imagined.

We got seated at a fairly large table in the center of the room, with a clear view of the open kitchen where we saw the magic happen. The decor was classically simple, polished but not overdone, and the service attentive. I was suddenly brought back to my Washington DC days when my friends and I would have our occasional get-togethers in town to celebrate a birthday, or promotion, or just simply to meet up after an unexpectedly long time. Those were the days.

From the amuse-bouche to the last bite of dessert, it was for me a defining Goldilocks moment. From the considerable food to the elegant atmosphere, from the proportionate attention to the quiet service, from the lively discussions to the satisfaction the entire experience brought. It all just fell into place. Thanks, Anthony, for bringing me back to the old days. And to Bussia, it was good to finally know you – hope our paths cross again somehow.

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