Chicken pizza?
Gads min.
I haven't been over for a couple of years now but used to try a get a lengthy change of planes at Schipol so that I could nip into town.
It was my first city love affair, I'll never forget that summers day in 1978 when a young slim long haired donsdaft first came out of central station and looked down the damracht.
Normally, given a few hours, I only visit some old haunts, but in general it's a place where just wandering about is enough.