Hidden inside an antique shop (look for the window filled with Art Deco lamps) is De Vredespijp café. I first referred to their citrus-berry cheesecake as the ultimate piegasm. And by ultimate I mean a wave of happiness rushed over my body on the first bite. My mouth was watering for more as I raced my friend to finish off the slice. They say you never forget your first piegasm, and that phase is aptly put for the cheesecake at De Vredespijp. Honorably mentions are extended to the apple crumble (fresh cinnamon + currants + almond slivers, yes please!) and their decadent hot chocolate, which is even more heavenly with a shot of hazelnut to make a sensational nutella-esque drink. After my first visit here I probably went into some kind of sugar coma and promptly needed to nap. So when you go, share the experience with friends and heed my warning to take that 2nd impulsively ordered slice in a to-go bag.