Nik T.
Yelp
Adaptation of and excerpts from Shakespeare's Twelfth Night.
ACT I
SCENE I. Gartine, Amsterdam
Enters Nik T.
(who was extremely lucky to snare a seat before others behind were turned away!)
If Gartine be the food of love, cook on;
Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
That juice again! it had an apple draw:
O, it came o'er my tongue like the sweet taste,
That licks upon a bank of fresh herbs,
Steeping and giving odour! Not enough; some more:
'Tis even sweeter now then it was before.
(Warm herbed apple juice, €2.85)
O soup of curly kale! how organic and fresh art thou,
That, notwithstanding thy capacity
Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there,
Of what validity and pitch soe'er,
But falls into abatement and low price,
Even in a minute: so full of shapes is fancy
That it alone is high fantastical................
(Soup from the garden, served with sourdough toast and butter, € 6.75)
Why, so I do, the noblest that I have:
O, when mine eyes did see Gartine first,
Methought she purged the air of pestilence!
That instant was I turn'd into a hart;
And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,
E'er since pursue me.
Enough; no more:
especially now i'm back in singapore.
if i were to ever open a cafe, Gartine will be it!
small, cosy, intimate.
friendly, cheery, build on love.
love for pure fresh produce direct from their own private garden!
cooked simply and lovingly.
i also had their Rillettes of rabbit, plum chutney, sourdough toast and salad, € 8.95.
an exquisite taste on warm crunchy toast.
finally, to finish off, a sweet warm almond milk, €2.85, purely because i could not eat cake no more.
but in case you can, you must!:)