Writing and thoughts from NE Scotland
If you don’t like shellfish then I submit that you haven’t tried the right shellfish. Or maybe you’re allergic. Either way you don’t know what you’re missing.
One of the absolute classic shellfish dishes is Moules Mariniere – mussels in a garlicky white wine sauce. Pleasingly it’s also an amazingly simple and quick dish to cook, although the mussels do need a little bit of time to prepare them. Continue reading “Moules Mariniere”
This is Gizmo. He’s pretty rubbish at hunting, unless it’s my legs. He’s good at swiping at the back of them as I walk past. As you can see he can be cute when he wants to be. Continue reading “Meet Gizmo”
After a pretty barren week of cooking I redeemed myself today by taking a second run at a Cajun chicken dish which didn’t go to plan the first time I tried it. Continue reading “Grilled Cajun Chicken”
You can tell the nights are really drawing in up here! This yet another dark ale making an appearance on the blog – Twelve Days from the Hook Norton Brewery. Continue reading “Hook Norton Twelve Days”
Had a nice relaxing weekend this week with not much going on, so that gave me the opportunity to pick up a few bottles to enjoy on Saturday night. Apologies for the dodgy focus and the vague descriptions. There were a few bottles in the fridge to get through before I remembered to take pictures for the blog…
First up was a German lager, Paulaner. This was really crisp with lots of flavour. Not too gassy and very easy drinking. Seems to be quite a common brand as well after doing some research earlier today so definitely one to keep an eye out for and pick up again.
Following that was a bottle (or 3) of Wainwright. This is a fairly mainstream IPA you should be able to find in a lot of supermarkets. I drank a ton of this stuff over the summer. It’s not a superstar but it’s very good, well priced and easy to get a hold of (I even saw it in a couple of pubs on a trip to East Yorkshire earlier in the year).
Then there was the cider. I don’t really have a relationship with cider. Every now and then I come into contact with some and it just reminds me why I never touch the stuff. Recently though I’ve tried a couple of better quality bottles that haven’t made me gag or immediately reach for the mouthwash and that’s made me re-examine my attitude to the drink. With that in mind I picked up a bottle of Tremlett’s Bitter. It certainly lived up to it’s name. Very sharp, especially as it warmed up out of the fridge. But I did finish the whole pint and very much enjoyed it. There was no hint of the sickly sweet alcopop sensation that makes me sick when I taste the commercial stuff (usually served with ice…). Guess I need to start looking closer at the cider shelf when I’m doing my booze shopping.
Mince and Skirlie 