So, before we resume normal transmission, I better give you a bit of an update on some of the many, many, many things that have caught my eye or arrived in my stomach over the last while:
|A whole shop dedicated to butter....|
Scotland - not known for gourmet foods but certainly known for their canny marketing of offal. I had to whip out the camera when I walked into the local branch of Morrisons in Fort William and saw this box of ready made Haggis, Neeps & Tatties in the fridge. Just in case you ran out of time to make some for Burns Night. I'm a bit of a fan of Morrisons and know their chilled product range fairly well so I can attest that Haggis is not available south of the border. There is also the time that Anthony had the memorable combination of a good Scottish Whisky accompanied by a Victoria Sponge after a day hiking the foothills of Ben Nevis.
|Over 20 to choose from!|
buying a chunk of semi cured, sharp sheep's milk cheese in a doorway in Pag (Croatia) from the local granny who made it (including tending the sheep). Even better with the dried figs we bought from another granny along the roadside; buying a selection of Gruyeres of various ages from the eponymous town in Switzerland so we could undertake a vertical tasting; and in a country not known for it's dairy products, eating endless La Vache Qui Rit triangles on the numerous long haul bus and train trips through Morocco. It was cheap, portable and germ free. I never thought I'd want to see that cow's smile ever again but all is forgiven. (Have you ever noticed the earrings the cow wears?)
Well, that's just the tip of the iceberg lettuce so, I'll be back soon.