Piet de Leeuw

Think of it as "Piet's Place," the kind of joint where you feel right at home. Its dark, cozy interior, in a residential street a block behind Prinsengracht, smells slightly of beer and was probably last decorated around 1955. The famous, cholesterol-rich, artery-clogging killer beefsteaks, pan-fried in margarine with onions, come with a slice of white bread and are fantastic. Waiters check you out before bringing you toothpicks with tiny national flags to spear your raw herring, sweet pickles, and triangles of toast. On weekends, you can get a pan-fried steak or a plate of herring until midnight.

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