We stopped here for a quick bite on our way back to the hotel. The staff was incredibly friendly, the drinks were excellent, and the food was delicious.
If I could give less than one star, I would. A 1 hour 15 minute wait for a measly plate of pasta and a tiny piece of meat with two green beans and three sad-looking pieces of potato. Absolutely no effort was made. Considering the price, I expected better. And yes, there were only three tables. It's far too expensive for what it is. I DO NOT RECOMMEND IT!!
Tourists are clearly not welcome when locals are around.
We had a good experience on Thursday: the bar wasn’t crowded, the service was good, and the draft beers were nice.
On Friday night, we were treated very differently. We asked for a table and were told to wait. When a table became free, we confirmed with a staff member that it was available and went to take it.
At that point, another staff member stopped us and said the table was already taken and that “the ladies” would be using it, seating them instead.
This was frustrating, disrespectful, and made us feel deliberately pushed aside. Based on this experience, service here depends on who you are, not on fairness or order.
Susie Saloon is a curious refuge — a clean, honest corner of sanity amid the moral chaos and delightful depravity of Amsterdam. It is the kind of place where you can enjoy a cold beer at an unholy early hour without being judged, stared at, or made to feel the crushing weight of Time, that old tyrant that bends our shoulders and reminds us of our own slow decay.
I discovered this establishment thanks to El Gran Cachuli — legendary poet, bar philosopher, and international reference point for those who still believe in the sacred rituals of morning drinking. His recommendation did not disappoint.
The pub is straightforward, unpretentious, and refreshingly human. The atmosphere is warm, the beer is cold, and for a fleeting moment, one can almost forget the burdens of existence.