At approximately 3.15pm today, the sun came out. B and I were walking home from pilates. We had planned on spending the afternoon at IKEA, eating hotdogs and picking out curtains. But, swayed by a rare moment of weekend sun, we decided to head up to the Westergasfabriek for the annual Rollende Keukens instead. Rollende Keukens, or the Rolling Kitchen, is a culinary festival that takes place in Amsterdam every year, attracting colorful food trucks of all shapes, sizes, and cuisines. The entire Westergasfabriek is transformed into a big open air food festival, with countless mobile restaurants to choose from. There’s also drinking, dancing, and booze to boot!
At approximately 4.22pm B and I left the house. About 5 minutes into our adventure, it started to pour.
We braved the weather all the way to the
Westergasfabriek tram, and arrived at Rollende Keukens slightly damp and incredibly hungry. Despite the gloomy weather, lots and lots of trucks were sprawled out everywhere, serving up everything from tapas to fondue. We started our visit with a stroll around the park, checking out all of the food trucks, deciding what to dig into first. We almost went for the pulled pork cheese burger, but bumped into friends who strongly advised against it. Tummies rumbling, we surveyed the scape, plotting our fist feast. It was hard to decide between gyros, risotto, or hot melty cheese pots. . . The smoked fish and vegetables also looked fantastic. However, our first conquest was a simple cob of corn, a yummy, salty, buttery aperitif! After our crispy corn, we blended into the crowd for a bit, enjoying a drink and listening to some music. As we swayed, the rain slowly stopped and the clouds started to burn off.
Which could mean only one thing. It was time for a BBQ! B dragged us back to a smoky American BBQ stall, where we got chicken wings, a pulled BBQ chicken wrap, and a HUGE pile of napkins. We enjoyed our fare on a picnic bench, ‘ohhing’ and ‘aahing’ over tasty barbecue sauce and each rare glimpses of the sun. Stuffed to the brim, I asked B if we could find some coffee. However, B’s belly is bottomless and he kindly explained that he had at least three more food truck stops in him. Yikes! Next up was nachos. These guys tasted like typical fair ground nachos – nothing special and way over priced.
Always a champ, B dug in and killed every last crispy chip. After a few more culinary pit stops, it was coffee time!As awesome as the pulled chicken was, this coffee takes the cake. I ordered a mocha. The barista made me a pipping hot coffee, and then proceeded to dump in two heaping spoonfuls of chocolate chips. Hello new favorite way to drink coffee!
Life lesson of the day? Food tastes good, rain or shine!! We will definitely see you again next year, Rollende Keukens! x