The other night, after working late and taking the train back to Amsterdam and walking in the dark, cold, rainy night, I decided I needed a little pick me up. I arrived at my coworker Kara's hotel and thought I should start dinner with some hot chocolate. And this is what I got:
{I turned into that tourist who takes pictures of their food... hehe}My giant cup of cocoa came on a shiny silver tray with a bowl full of freshly made whipped cream (so rich. so delicious!), pure sugar crystals and two of the most buttery homemade shortbreak cookies I'll probably ever eat. If this is how all hot chocolate in Amsterdam comes, I'm pretty sure I've died and gone to heaven.
