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Saturday, 01 September 2012

The Best Apple Pie in Amsterdam

Written by Tracey Forbes
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The first Dutch recipes for apple pie appeared in the late 1400's; that's way before Rembrandt van Rijn and the old masters. In Amsterdam, Dam Square and the Single existed, but none of the other main canals had even been thought of. Apple pie beat them all to it. Of course it was a little different then. The case or 'coffyn' as it was charmingly known as was no more than a casing – a container of whatever was within; a way of carrying it around. Because there were no baking pans, the crust was probably – well crusty and horrible. It's said that baking time was measured by the number of prayers a person had to say until a pie was ready. But gradually, with changes to cooking methods and ingredients, pastry - and the pie as we know it - came into its own.


Pie in the making. De Laatste Kruimel

Nowadays every self respecting cafe serves Hollands appeltaart even if it's not on the menu. These pies are towering edifices, a cake-like crust at the bottom and sides shoring up chunky bits of apple – visible through a lattice work of golden brown pastry on the top. It's the cinnamon and lemon juice that makes Dutch apple pie different from its English and American cousins. It's often warm and nearly always served with a great dollop of whipped cream. But with every bar, bakery and cafe offering apple pie, how do you know if the one you're getting really is as good as your Grandmother’s?

I decided to test my tastebuds, and following my nose, scoured the city for an appletaart Amsterdammers could truly be proud of.

When Bill Clinton visited 'Papeneiland', a brown cafe on the Prinsengracht, he took an apple pie home with him. Apple pie fit for an ex-president? Seemed like a good place to begin my search. I asked the owner, “What makes a good apple pie?” “We use lots of apple, lots of apple”, he repeated, “because the apple sinks when cooking, and if a recipe says to add a pound of sugar, you should always add a bit more, and we put a crust on top – a closed crust, not lattice like all the others – that helps to stop the apple slumping.” Clinton made a good choice. The pie was sweet – and I'm not just talking about the sugar.


Good enough for Bill Clinton. Papeneiland pie. 

But when I asked my Dutch friends, all of them said Winkel 43 on the Noordermarkt was the place to get apple gebak in Amsterdam. As I took a seat on the terrace I noticed that all around me people were eating thick wedges of apple pie, whipped cream cascading over pastry like a waterfall shimmering over rocks. Large, thick slices – no, not slices, lumps, of apple – firm but still soft, and sweet but with an edge. It was warm, so the cream slipped and slid, it was almost a work of art. This was seriously good. I asked again, “What makes a good apple pie?” The staff looked at each other. “Don't tell her – it’s a secret recipe,” said the be-stubbled barman. The young waitress laughed, thought for a moment, and then said, “Our pie is just simple, and the pastry is nice and crispy.” They've been making pies from the same recipe for 35 years! Obviously they're doing something right. On market days slices of pie are lined up in rows on the counter. They sell like hot cakes. Seriously – Winkel 43 sells 100 pies – that's 600 slices - every Monday and Saturday and another 150 pies during the rest of the week. That's a lot of apple tart.


Simply the best. Winkel 43. 

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