'The Least Mellow Place on Earth'

Founded in the 1970s Mellow Yellow was one of the very first coffeeshops in Amsterdam. It is located on Vijzelgracht in the Southern Main Canal district. The decor is light and airy (and very very yellow) which makes for a refreshing change to the claustrophobic environments found in many other coffeeshops in the Noord Holland province.

The owners are pretty intense and have an intelligently dispassionate attitude towards tourists that some may perceive as unfriendliness.

Oh and Mellow Yellow is also the least mellow place on earth.

It's OK to smoke dope on the premises just as long as you are very careful not to have any fun; you will also get thrown out of Mellow Yellow (probably at knife point) if you don't have exact change.

We met two girls in Mellow Yellow who were about to take some magic mushrooms. A conversation ensued and we exchanged pages and drawings from our notebooks. We warned them that Mellow Yellow had eyes everywhere. There are microphones in the wall. This is 1984. They are Big Brother.

The fiendish Nazis who run Mellow Yellow have put a pay machine next to the toilet that has nothing to do with the operation of the toilet door. When money is deposited the machine makes loud laughing sounds as the poor tourist realises that this is just another of Mellow Yellow's mindfucks.

After extensive investigation we concluded that the cause of the distinct lack of mellow at Mellow Yellow was the owner (lets call him Michael). Michael has achieved a state of mellow beyond what any human could reasonably hope for. Mike is so mellow that the mere presence of anyone within his shop is enough to harshen his buzz. He resents this. Mike has become so mellow that he has passed some kind of quantum mellow barrier and become ultra-mellow. In this state of extreme mellowness the physics of mellow are reversed. Mike is, in fact, so mellow that he creates a 'shock cone' of anti-mellow with him at the centre.

Never go to Mellow Yellow.