My first encounter with a a good burger in these parts was coincidentally or not three years ago to the day, a bit sad in a way until recently when Cannibale Royale came into my radar after constantly hearing about it from people at work, that I should go because it was really good. After finding the right time and company, I finally got to see what the hype was about and am relieved to say it was not disappointing at all. Better still, a friend was kind enough to give me a piece of her steak, which tasted rather amazing. It was so unexpectedly good, it put supposed best steak restaurant in Amsterdam, Loetje, to absolute shame.
I wish I could have taken a lot more photos for posterity but the restaurant was oddly dark – a misguided attempt to be romantic I think. I’ll just have to use my slowly fading memory to recall how an excellent tavern-type burger, thick patty charred on the outside and medium rare tender juicy on the inside, has finally made it to Dutch soil.