Last week I offered y'all a taste (pun totally intended) of the food offering here in Scotland.
I'll reiterate again: these are a collection of photos from our many years association with Scotland. Ain't nobody got enough Weight Watchers* points for a post like this to happen in a few days span.
*We aren't associated with Weight Watchers (shocker), they don't even know I'm advertising for them.
Please note: I am aware of my usage of contractions of auxiliary verbs as well as the occasional double negative and would ask that the general public just sit back and enjoy the colloquialisms I employ on this blog, not using them as a standard of my socio-economic or education level.
What did I just say?
If y'all would like to continue on the delightful, delicious, and sometimes strange foodie journey, read on.
To start the lineup we have the Scottish specialty: white pudding.
This is oatmeal, fat, and seasoning all stuffed into a casing to be cooked and eaten as a side dish.
My family ADORES this.
I, again, have trouble with beef lurking in foods I think it has no business in.
It's different for everyone,
It's just how you're raised.
Or perhaps your geographical ubiquity.