Funny you should mention that. While back east, I kept getting startled by this oatmeal packet with picture of a rugged jut-jawed Scotsman in a kilt as I tried to find the coffee beans. I had to turn the packet around to give myself some peace in the morning.
pd, I think your idea of what Scots eat comes from the Simpsons. (That one janitor guy.) And Haggis. Anyplace that puts forth haggis as edible does not inspire trust.
Haha, data gleaned from Simpsons likely to be suspect. However, haggis is made from oatmeal.
Yea - oatmeal and intestines. And it remains green no matter what you do to it. I'm pretty sure I was told recently by someone who lived there that a fairly new Scots snack is a deep-fried Snickers bar.
And it was definitely a an Irvine Welsh novel, upon further reflection. First person narrative of a pretty disgusting and corrupt cop in Edinburgh who eats grisly meat rolls and sausages on the go for most meals. Naturally, I forgot about particulars and projected this on the nation in general.
Sorry, Scotland. You do wonderful things with salmon.
Noah's, now based in most large cities, is one of my favorites. I usually order the garlic bagel toasted with the lox schmeer. yum..... ci
There's some salmon for ye.
While in Scotland I ate....uhmmm, approximately 14 breakfasts. Most that were purchased were full English-style. My best, however, was... I admit... a goodly helping of Talisker's best before 10am.
Never did see a bagel, but there were a lot of somewhat dry scones.
Combining the word cuisine with either of the words English or Scots is an oxymoronic act.
Are you kidding, Set? London has some of the best food in the world. Granted, it's Indian, but still...
The evil eye is the same wherever you are.....
SET?
Would 'Tanta be better? I suppose I should strive to keep up the appearance of a verbal medium and type a Setanta-shortening which sounds less, er, poncy...
In that tired ol' country boy phrase, call me anything you like, just don't call me late for dinner . . .
full-cut Scottish oatmeal. Guaranteed to keep me home for a few hours.
On a day in which I've already learned more than I needed to know -- that was more than I needed to know. (Though, to be honest, I've greatly missed my Quaker Oats for the past week. Damn that temptor Wilford Brimley!)
I could do with a bagel right now. Work canteen has been closed for 2 weeks, been getting crappy take away.
Here ya go O[/color] . . . i even toasted 'er for ya . . .
That looks like a donut!!!
Sorry, Boss, but that was the best i could do with UBB code . . .
that's OK. Even the virtual version probably tastes better than what I've been eating lately.
That is sad . . . damn, i'll mail ya some honey-baked ham . . .
Most of the works canteens closed over the christmas break. With the catering contractor again leaving one canteen to service roughly 7000 people I've again come to the conclusion that this company doesn't give a damn about the welfare of the people working there.
