One other thing about the Balgonie House - with breakfast they served something called a Deeside biscuit, which I think can best be described as a flat, circular croissant. Quite good.
On to Aberdeen from there. This was a day of food picked based on convenience. Had a serviceable lunch pretty much in the center at La Lombarda. Okay Pizza Staggioni and Taglioni with pesto. Pretty good minestrone. Dinner that night was in Dundee at The Italian. The food here was actually very good - olives to start, mussels in excellent tomatoey broth and a plate of hot smoked salmon with a good side of vegies. The Bride had some lousy, gooey stuffed mushrooms, and the house wine was awful, but otherwise it was a pretty good meal.
Working our way back to Edinburgh, we stopped for lunch the next day at the Waterfront in Anstruther (also the locale of an excellent Museum of fishing). Very nice view of the harbor, good fish and chips, and a massive, cheese and potato Fisherman's Pie. The seafood part of this was not so great, but if you like cheese and potatoes, it could easily feed two people.
That night we were back on the pub trail in Edinburgh, dining on the balcony of the Guidlford Arms (just off Princes Street in the New Town near Bridge Street). Since I had been told this was the height of Spring Lamb season, I jumped at the Lamb Chops in Mint Sauce. Served with both boiled potatoes and cumined baked plantains, with a mint sauce that was a savory gravy with a hint of mint, it was quite enjoyable. Good ale and soccer that night.
The Bride had a soup that began an interesting trend. Over half the places we visited were featuing a carrot and coriander soup that looked a bit like this.
The strange thing was that the other places offered different soups,
but they almost all looked exactly the same Go figure.
The next day I had an amazing meal at the Point Hotel. Three courses for seven pounds (roughly $14). Very good food, and an amazing deal. Started with (surprise) smoked salmon. In Scotland they serve smoked salmon with lemon, and I found the combination quite enjoyable here. There was a drizzle of basil oil around the salmon along with the capers - with good bread and butter it was not too fancy but darned tasty.
The main course was a beef goulash with a horseradish dumpling. Rich deep and matched exceedingly well with the oak-aged ale from Innis & Gunn recommended by the waiter.
Dessert was the low point - an apple pie with a shortbread crust. Pretty well done, but I found the crust a little on the heavy and soggy side for my taste, though it was very pretty.
That night was the daughter's birthday dinner at Howie's on Victoria Street. I will not waste your time beyond this - my first Haggis was just fine, and the restaurant was not fine at all. On a higher note, the National Museum is spectacular, though I am not sure whether I like, or don't like, the layout. It seems to be laid out in something like a thematic narrative, but I kept getting lost. And I am not sure whether it is better to see the religious artifacts of the Vikings in the context of the religious artifacts of the Celts, Scots and Picts, or whether it would have been better to see them in the context of the other Viking artifacts. Plus I kept losing the narrative thread and finding myself suddenly in the midst of a different narrative and having to decide whether I wanted to go with the flow or figure out where I went wrong. Still, it was spectacular and thought-provoking.
The next morning we drove like hell to the Isle of Skye for the weekend. The drive, while absurdly long, was also constantly beautiful. The last two hours of highland lochs, mountainsides and mists were memorable.
Lunch at the Invergarry Hotel was quite good. Nothing fancy, but all fresh and good.
Carrot Coriander soup, creamy and tomatoey seafood soup just bursting with chunks of fish, shrimp and shellfish
A cheese baguette with pickles (really chutney, IMO) -yes sandwich fans, this is a good idea.
Rich Isle of Skye Ale, and the Bride sampled the baked potato with Marie Rose Prawns. Marie Rose being something akin to Russian Dressing, I guess. Everything included a side salad.
Fancy dinner that night at the Cuillin Hills Hotel in Portree on Skye was okay, not great. Give them credit for this - we ordered a half bottle of wine and it turned out they were out, so they gave us a full bottle at the same price. I did try Cullen Skink that night, which is a smoked haddock soup. Quite good. And my Venison managed to be picture perfect and relatively flavorless. On the other hand, the Baked Date and Walnut Pudding was excellent, but I do like my pudding.
The biggest disappointment of the trip was dinner at the Stein Inn on Skye, since it was touted to be just plain wonderful. The food was okay, but underseasoned. Good Scotch Broth.
Back in Edinburgh the next night and we had dinner at
Kismot.. Shrimp Puri, Tandoori Roti, Chicken Jahlfrezie. Great.
Then off to Glasgow, which was in many ways the high point for me. I suppose it reminds me of Chicago, though of a different vintage. It also is where my father was born, so I was just trying to get a feel for that. Good food, excellent museums, the whole Charles Rennie Mackintosh thing.
Had lunch at the Drum and Monkey in the business district the first day - good ale, nice fish and chips and haggis.
Dinner at the Two Fat Ladies (original location - 88 Dumbarton Road) was the best meal of the trip. They started me with a Hendrick's Gin with a whisper of tonic. Then on to a pea soup with a nice touch of dried tomatos and nutmeg which looked surprisingly like carrot and coriander soup, as you can see
Seafood for the mains, mussels (again) in a basil, pancetta and tomato broth for the Bride.
My main was bliss, um I mean Grilled Langoustines in garlic and butter. generally am not a fan of grilled lobsters because they tend to dry out, but these little guys were perfect - tender, juicy, I took my time, cracked and sucked and was very happy.
Over my protests, the Bride selected a Black Cherry Pavlova to finish, and she was completely correct. Fresh meringue base, delectable black cherry cream and a garnish of berries. Gives you an idea of what this dessert can be when done right - I had no idea.
The funny thing is, this place was our second choice.
Nothing else was very memorable until the last night, back in Edinburgh at Oloroso, easily the fanciest and most expensive place of the trip. Great view, attentive service, the specialty is steaks. Grass-fed, Aberdeen beef. All very good, and the dessert gives you an idea of what we were dealing with. On balance, I would have preferred to go back to the Two Fat Ladies, or just to be in Glasgow in general, but it was good, no question.
(Blackberry tart, if you must know, with cinnamon ice cream).
And with that we bid a sad adieu to Scotland. Well, not quite - BA did treat me to a wonderfully workmanlike Bangers 'n Mash on the way home.
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Feeling (south) loopy