In the den of Amsterdam’s social elite, south of the park, Café Gruter is a vestige to honest and grimy drinking. The seating sprawls outside, some of which is sheltered by a conservatory, all of which enables patrons to watch the wealth go by.
The walls are plastered with polaroids; faded and old nestled with glossy and new, suggesting a work in progress.
The bar is high and layered, offering a perfect leaning perch to imbibe and enthuse. The beer list is small but well chosen, often with a few seasonal brews.
Caf Gruter is a sorry loss form the drinkers bible Around Amsterdam in 80 Beers.