Supper Restaurant — Restaurant in Amsterdam

As part of a hen weekend festivity my friends and I visited the supper club at the weekend. The original plan was meant to be a supper club cruise but due to the adverse snow conditions (canals frozen!) we had to quickly make a plan B. We still visited the supper club but it was at the actual club venue. Now that I think back - when we arrived I completely forgot that a cruise had been our initial plan, because everything flowed so perfectly. I should now tell you that if you are not mildly attractive, you'd feel very out of place here! Sorry! We arrived practically thinking - wearing UGGS, with heels in our handbags to be greeted by what can only be described as a historical Greek God. It was like a scene from 300. We were escorted to our table - which was essentially one long bed with mini tables for your drinks. Shoes had to be removed anyway! It was a good thing none of us were wearing short dresses/tightless as our dignity would have been revealed for all. Our waiters were absolutely stunning. Very accommodating, cool and complete flirts. One of our waiters appeared to have a sock fetish!

Onto food - we started off with a glass of prosecco which was part of our booked meal package. The rest of the courses were as follows: baked chicken on a skewer stick with a baked fig and mango sorbet aperitif. (We were offered gloves to eat the chicken so we wouldn't have messy hands which I thought was a nice touch). Mushroom soup in a glass topped with parsley. Fish (haddock I think) cooked gently and served on top of a risotto with a bisque side. Steak with mash, and beans. Dessert was coconut ice cream with chocolate shavings and half a passion fruit. In between courses we were treated to a performance by the most mobile, flexible, bendiest girl I'd seen since "Afrika". It was very eclectic and Alice in Wonderland styled. A DJ spun suitable dance tracks whist we dined - there is no other way to describe the visual apart from the fact that it was very much like we were in a nightclub on beds having food served to us. "Greek God" and another young lady were constantly walking around making sure everyone was happy and generally looking after the customers. The toilets are unisex. No scratch that - there were two toilets but they had made one unisex and labelled the other one as a smoking room. So basically you were smoking cigarettes and other goodies (yes) around urinals. No biggie but if you're anti unisex loos you probably won't appreciate this element. The prosecco is amazing, the food very well cooked. The wine very well chosen. This venue has been given much thought. There is an upstairs area which you can get to via very steep stairs. One might wonder how you would get up those stairs with food/drinks. This isn't a concern. A suitably muscled man stands on top of the bar passing plates/drinks through a gap to someone on the upper floor. Genius! You have to see it to believe it. I urge you to make this a "must visit" if you go...

Supperclub, 2 persons, set menu, cocktails, bottle of prosecco, €220

A modern Alice in Wonderland journey with drinks and bedside service (or table, but take the bed) under the guise of dinner and a show; all from the comfort of a bed amongst the company of fellow open-minded strangers.

The concept is simple: book a table, book a bed, book a balcony bed or table where food courses are served to you and performers like Amy Winehouse impersonators, gymnasts, opera singers, drag queens, nude live art performances etc etc etc step forward into an open plan floor to cavort for your entertainment without announcement or formality. You should book the lower floor however because the service is faster and the performers often interact with you.

And what about the food? It is OK but, let's be clear, €69 a head to eat a tasting menu (in bed) is directionally higher the market norm in Amsterdam and in the immediate surrounding canal district area. On food alone, you will find better options elsewhere at a lower price point.

But you’re not coming here for the food. Supperclub is ‘an experience’, it’s a package. You are stepping into the vortex of the surreal: this is less Moulin Rouge and more what I expect would have happened if Neo took the other pill in the Matrix and decided to get a quick five courses in (perhaps too old a film to reference now?). Our greeter at the door wore the same masque as Tom Hardy playing Bane in Batman save that he was appreciably more erudite, welcoming and less malevolent.

Which brings me to the service: it’s a busy place so you need to catch their attention while you can. It is noticeably improved if you are on the ground floor as the servers zip back and forth between kitchen, bar and tables. They do their best. The cocktails are strong, cold and delicious. The wine menu is good.

As dinner winds down, the tables are evacuated to reveal what was the restaurant dining area but now emerges as the anointed 'clubbing' party space much like a school gym at an American high school dance. This time the attendees heavily index towards the avant garde kids in full costume, lubricated on booze, fueled with the devil may care courage and gifted 'safe space' to just be themselves.

Would I go back? Absolutely, many times. Should you go? With an open mind, and a group. Leave your...

An evening at The Supperclub is an absolute feast for the senses, a whirlwind of performance, art, and delicious food that shatters the mold of a typical dining experience. It's more than a restaurant; it's a theater of the bizarre and beautiful, where the stage is set not just for actors but for the diners themselves.

From the moment you arrive, you're not just a guest but a participant in a living art installation. The air hums with anticipation as performers—from strange models to captivating artists—bring a vibrant energy to the space. The acts are as varied as they are unexpected, making it the perfect backdrop for those who appreciate the wonderfully weird and delightfully different. One moment you might be mesmerized by a painter creating a piece before your eyes, and the next you're part of an interactive performance that blurs the line between art and reality.

The food is a star in its own right, a culinary anchor in the sea of artistic chaos. The menu is thoughtfully crafted, each dish a testament to quality ingredients and skilled execution. To perfectly complement the meal and the show, the cocktails are phenomenal, a creative and expertly mixed addition to the evening. Paired with a staff that is as fun and enthusiastic as the entertainment, the service is seamless, ensuring your comfort as you lose yourself in the show.

Having been to the old location on Jonge Roelensteeg several times, I loved the front door with name plates. Now that they've moved to a new spot, I enjoy it even more it’s easier to find and more spacious but I still miss the door.

The Supperclub isn't just a place to eat, it's an unforgettable journey into a world where performance and dining collide in a spectacular and utterly unique way.

*The images attached are from my archive from...