{"id":3337,"date":"2011-04-03T00:03:23","date_gmt":"2011-04-02T23:03:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/alisonsdiary.com\/?p=3337"},"modified":"2012-05-29T21:46:29","modified_gmt":"2012-05-29T20:46:29","slug":"scottish-highlands-holiday-sunday","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/alisonsdiary.com\/2011\/04\/scottish-highlands-holiday-sunday\/","title":{"rendered":"Scottish Highlands holiday – Sunday."},"content":{"rendered":"

Arrived \u00a0at 4pm saturday to – these little beauties. Scones. warm from the oven with raspberry jam. Oh thank you God. That and a cuppa tea was the perfect end to a long and unarduous journey. Teenwolf and long suffering husband ate 3 each, being a picker I had one.<\/p>\n

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Round 1 - Warm scones freshly baked with raspberry jam. Yum.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

This is the first time in as long as I can remember that myself\u00a0 Teenwolf and the long suffering husband have been out of town and away together. We are gathering in a highland house with two other families, some stragglers and a variety of dogs for a week of fun. Between us we tick more boxes than the census has yet imagined. Old, young, happy, miserable, thin, fat, hairy, quadroped, bi-ped, boozy, sensible, completely mental, shy, too bloody extrovert for their own good\u00a0and so the list goes on. But the thing we have in common is a genuine love for the Scottish highlands and everything it has to offer.\u00a0 So\u00a0 join us on this outstanding culinary and physical adventure. No need for Monarch of The Glen, or Hamish macBeth this is it. For real. No shit.<\/p>\n

The one thing the Scots lack is an ability to verbalise their feelings and emotions. Rather than shouting ‘I love you’ from the highest\u00a0tower\u00a0\u00a0we are more likely to quietly offer you a small slice of cheesy toast\u00a0and tell you to shut up if you say thank you. Yes\u00a0where other nations enjoy a verbose and grand outpouring of emotion we demonstrate our strength of feeling in the sourcing, preparation and sharing of\u00a0the most wonderful\u00a0food.\u00a0<\/p>\n

Don’t believe what you hear about deep fried this that and the next thing.\u00a0Scotland \u00a0is awash with a people whose DNA is closer to L’Escoffier than the Loch Ness Monster. To illustrate this I am going to diary exactly what we are eating this week.. All local, all from the land and all made fresh.<\/p>\n

Only a few hours into our break. Here we start.<\/p>\n

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Chocolate cake - welcome!<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

After a stomp down to the river it was a meander back up to the lodge where Donnie, the chef was organising things. Look. Lying out waiting to be given their pecking order were local langoustines, scallops, a ham the size of our labrador – actually where is the labradar SAM? Oh no it’s Ok she’s here I can relax it’s definately pork then. Stop lie down, relax you are on holiday. Easier said than done with all these distractions of the culinary variety all around..\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

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Those who love pigs look away. <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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Caught in the act<\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n
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Outside to take our mind of food for 10 secs<\/dd>\n<\/dl>\n

So the bottom line is over the next few days I will prove to the cynic and the ignoramus that us Scots are not haggis eating, bagpipe playing, dafties who subsist on mass produced, deep fried nodules.. \u00a0No here I will note exactly what we eat. Local. Delicious. Mind blowingly great.<\/p>\n

This is Scotland. The Highlands and the experience that anyone can have who comes here. Can you even imagine what’s for dinner tonight? Be still my beating heart.\u00a0 If you are on a diet or like self control then banish this blog from your horizon. If you like indulgence, delictation and sheer unadulterated satisfaction. Then HELLO….we are going to get along just fine. Until tomorrow…<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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