Oud Holland

Really sells the authentic Dutch/​Holland restaurant. The house was built in 1649 and has been a restaurant since the 19^th century (accdg to their menu) and you can really tell from the look of the place.
Good menu choices and delicious food. Their menu has English and other languages too! Try exploring their Dutch dishes!
Service was a bit lax. The only server when we were there was this old guy (who I think owns the place?) but he was welcoming and the food came fast. Their bathrooms were great too, which is really something! Would highly recommend!

We stopped here for a quick dinner before some plans. We did not give ourselves enough time and we had to rush a bit abd only had the chance to try appetizers. The appetizers were delicious and the food sounded even better. We wanted to try to make it back for a full meal but not have enough time on the trip.

They have some traditional local food but the service is not so good, they kinda of pushed me a traditional mix but it was way too big for myself and of course I ended up not eating everything and forcing me into eat more than I should because I felt bad in throwing away all that… Ok food but I felt mislead

For authentic dutch food we experienced excellence here. it feels like home made and authentic dutch. Try mixed meats special, with beans a mashed potato.
Side note … Oud Bruin Heineken was good with it.

Oud Holland is an old time Holland restaurant. Not bad ambiance inside, decorated as expected for a restaurant of this type. The food was good (especially the mixes meat platter). The service was good and friendly. We had two entrée’s, two beers, and a large bottle of water for only € 61!

We wanted authentic Dutch food that wasn’t a tourist trap. I think we found it. Service was great. They speak english, dutch and French well. Had the herring on toast because you have to as a tourist. Not for everyone. Pea soup is good and the beef stew is a hearty meal. All food was fresh and had a homecooking feel. Recommended.

Visited this restaurant twice back in 2010, they served typical Dutch meat and potato dishes… After a rough day of Coffeeshopping, the Dutch Stampoot was perfect for my tired body… It came with different meats, potatoes, gravy, and some delicious veggies… The service was typical European service, which I prefer… You aren’t hassled every 30 seconds by an uppity server only concerned about getting you out… Overall this place is SUPER touristy, but if you want decent Dutch food I recommend it.

We actually saw an ad for sushi at Genroku and were going to go to dinner there, but when we arrived, we saw this restaurant next door and decided perhaps we should try some Dutch food instead – since we were in Amsterdam… and this place looked authentic enough.
We started off by taking the bottle of Baron de Rothberg 2012 Merlot wine that was on the table. It was 19.50 euros for the bottle and quite nice.
I had read about how popular pickled herring is with the locals, so we ordered herring with toast for 7.50 euros. Unfortunately, it wasn’t really my cup of tea, and I didn’t like it too much. I thought it tasted too fishy. But at least now I can say that I’ve tried it.
For the main course, of course I had to get a Dutch specialty, so I ordered the boiled mussels with mixed salad, fried potatoes, mustard and curry sauce for € 16,75. I love seafood, so it was nice to get the mussels.

I wanted to fall in love with this place, but I didn’t get the chance to.
I should have known that something was wrong from the moment that we walked in. As soon as we entered, a server looked up at us with a mix of annoyance and exasperation, but told us that we could take a seat. So we did, and as we were trying to figure out why they seemed so annoyed at us I noticed that several tables around were marked ‘Reserved’. In fact, I think the table that we were sitting at was the only one in the restaurant which WASN’T reserved. So I figured that could have been the explanation– maybe a large group was coming and they just didn’t want to seat other parties. Which would have been fine, and brings me to the crux of this review:
They should have told us, right off the bat, that they were expecting a large party.
But they didn’t. So anyways, we looked over the menu and droolage began promptly. Everything sounded amazing, but we decided on a few items to try. I ordered the marrow beans with pork, and my girlfriend ordered a steak, medium rare. I also ordered the escargot appetizer. So far so good, then we waited for our food.
First up they brought us a lovely cup of pea soup with some slices of bread. It was really good! Nice pieces of ham in it, with a great smoky flavor that went really well with the bread. Then our meals came out, and at first glance I was *REALLY* impressed. I have to say, the marrow beans with pork were AMAZING. Absolutely delicious, and I’d order them again in a heartbeat. However, my girlfriend’s steak was WOEFULLY undercooked (even at medium rare, there needs to be a bit of brown on it– this one was a seared lump of otherwise good-​looking meat). I tried to catch a server’s attention to get a little more time on it but by that point the group which they were expecting arrived.
I’m not exaggerating– there were at least 40 elderly tourists shuffling into the restaurant as I stared in openmouthed amazement. WHY DID THEY LET US SIT WHEN THEY KNEW THAT THIS GROUP WAS COMING!!! It wouldn’t have been a problem, on a normal night, to be able to flag someone down and say «Hi, would it be possible to just get this cooked a bit longer– it’s woefully undercooked» and have that be the end of it. Also, by this time, we were wondering where our escargot appetizer was. So the elderly people shambled their way in, our annoyance level grew, and it was blatantly obvious that the staff just lost all interest in us from that moment forward. Eventually I was able to get a man’s attention, so he came over and I asked about the escargot appetizer. He pointed to the bowl of pea soup and told me that that was it. I told him that it was pea soup. He told me that I had ordered pea soup. At that point I knew that it was over, and the magic was gone. I just handed him my credit card and told him to cash us out. I honestly just wanted to get the fuck out of there as quickly as possible.
They really dropped the ball that night. I’m not saying that I would never come back here, but I don’t think that I would. I’m sure that their food is amazing, but there’s a tiny little vindictive part of me that is capable of holding a grudge and doesn’t appreciate being treated in the manner which we experienced that night. I was just ready to be done with the entire experience.