Juno

Van 't Spit's owners turned a kitchen fire into a vinyl-first, phone-last grill restaurant.

When a kitchen fire ended Van 't Spit's rotisserie era on the Frans Halsstraat, the owners rebuilt the place as Juno and pointed it at a different appetite: Amsterdam's self declared first music restaurant, where everything comes off the open fire and everything else comes off vinyl. There is no wifi, phones are frowned at, influencer deals are refused, and the record shelves get played through a system most clubs would envy. The food is heartier than the concept suggests: langoustines with miso hollandaise, iberico procureur with burnt apple and kombu jus, a 120 day grain fed ribeye with chimichurri to share, proper fries with house mayo. YLBB and De Buik both filed enthusiastic reports, the latter noting that things get hot in De Pijp. Open every evening from half past five, plus Saturday lunch from one. Come as a group, order the shared cuts, and let someone else do the playlist.

Leave the phone in your pocket, that is the whole idea; there is no wifi anyway. Open daily from 17:30, Saturday lunch from 13:00; the shared ribeye needs a hungry table of three or more.