Writing and thoughts from NE Scotland
This was supposed to be a blog post about pizza, but the pizza was never made. The dough sat unused as something very unexpected and tragic occurred on Sunday. Instead this post is a farewell to a friend that I only introduced to you a week or so ago, but who I was lucky enough to share a home with for the last 3 years. Normal service will be resumed in a few days. Continue reading “Goodbye to a friend”
It’s farmers market day! Woo! We headed down to the monthly farmer’s market on the hunt for something tasty for tea. Despite getting sidetracked by a pork pie and some free sausage samples we eventually completed our mission and returned home with a pack of pheasant breasts and a few pigeon breasts (to be blogged another day). Continue reading “Pheasant with caramelised apples”
So we return to the scene of the crime. This is what I was going to cook the night I made our grill explode. *sigh* I put the grill on to heat and closed the door while I fannied about preparing stuff. Of course the high heat of the grill had the predictable effect of superheating the glass inside the oven door until it expanded to the point where it couldn’t expand any more. The resulting explosion of glass scared the crap out of me and ruined the chances of grilling the langoustines I’d bought for tea, so they were boiled instead. Tonight I gave it a second go. Continue reading “Grilled Langoustines”
If you’re in a hurry but don’t fancy beans on toast, or something that goes ping, then spaghetti can provide a brilliant quick and easy meal. This dish is one of my favourites and uses a classic combination of anchovies, olives and capers that shows its face over and over in Italian cooking, especially in the south. Continue reading “Spaghetti with olives, anchovies and capers”
In my ongoing efforts to sample all the beer that Deeside Drinks Emporium has to offer I had a few more fine ales over the weekend. From America we had Liberty from the San Francisco based Anchor brewery. Closer to home was an 80 shilling from Strathaven called Old Mortality, named after the Sir Walter Scott novel of the same name. Lastly there was a bottle of Trade Winds from the consistently excellent Cairngorm Brewery. Continue reading “Trade Winds, Liberty and Old Mortality”
Mince and Skirlie 