I love a high-end meal, but when it comes to food, context truly is king. It’s often the cheap eats–the no-money-in-your-pocket, nothing’s-open-this-late, no-choice-but-what’s-in-front-of-you–feasts that end up being the most memorable.
Late night Patat Met, Amsterdam
Railway car cappuccino, somewhere in France
Convenience store Stroopwafel, Amsterdam
