But is it worth the queue?
In Amsterdam, crookies, cookies and fries all see long lines. Unsurprisingly, the food's not always worth the wait.
Amsterdam loves to queue for food.
These queues are Amsterdam personified: they’re diligently organised with bollards and bouncers, packed with tourists, and hated by pissy locals speeding by on bikes.
De 9 Straatjes is their spiritual home. The neighbourhood is snakes and ladders when it comes to eating. The line for Asian-inspired toastie spot, Chun, starts outside the shop, breaks, then restarts on a bridge further away. To make it from one part to the other you need to roll a 6, dodge the seagulls and not slip on the gooey wrapper left behind by some previous eater.
You can’t help but gawp. I see more people taking pictures of the queues than the pretty canals they obscure. So, in the grand tradition of investigative journalism, I present to you a fiercely independent, is-it-worth-it watchdog report of the most queue-heavy spots in Amsterdam.
And just so you know, I had to queue for all these. How I suffer.