Now, we Dutchies take our fries seriously. Chips, they call them over here in Edinburgh, but for us…read morethey'll always simply be frieten.
And down in the South of the Netherlands, we really know our fries. This place is my dirty little secret. So you'd better be grateful I'm letting on!
It's not something you'd probably find on your own, it being such a hole-in-the-wall but I promise you, you will not find better fries. This, my friends, is one of the top 3 (!) frieshops in the Netherlands.
How do I know? Duh, because we have the National Fries Test, of course. (Yes, we're a funny lot, but we know our priorities).
This place has been serving me since I was knee high to a grasshopper, I believe the saying is, and it will serve me until I die. A Dutchie without patat is a dangerous thing indeed.
Pop by here on a weekday, between regular meal-hours or you'll find all the locals lining up around the block (I wish I were kidding) for a pointy bag of fries. I once stood in the freezing cold, a thick 2 inches of snow, for 45 minutes just to get my hand on some fries.
Believe me, I'd do it again. Probably will actually come December. Those golden brown and crispy thickly cut fries, with proper mayonnaise on them. Oooh there's just nothing that beats it!
Right, when you're in town, and in need of some proper fries (with mayo please) this is the spot!