So, the deed is done and on Tuesday morning I will be taking my Monthly Pass and stepping on the Scales of Doom, to quote Peridot. I suppose I should really come up with my own moniker for them! I'm going to attempt not to turn this weekend into one, long Last Supper - although since we're out for dinner at our favourite restaurant tonight there will be some indulgence going on.
In the meantime, I just wanted to share a few last food memories from our recent trip to Scotland.
Firstly, we have these fabulous little beauties - can you guess what they are?
Give up? Haggis nuggets! Yes, apparently the Scots will eat haggis absolutely any which way. Here they have been breaded, deep fried and served with a whisky cream sauce. We also saw a haggis pizza in the local shop. And when I say saw, I mean spotted in the freezer, purchased and ate it one lunchtime - how could I resist? I have discovered that I really, really like haggis. No great surprise, I'm a massive fan of black pudding as well. This year I will definitely be cooking a traditional Burns' Night supper - although I have a sneaking suspicion that haggis is not the most WW friendly meat stuff in the world.
And next we have...
Yep, more mussels. But these are particularly special because they were foraged, by D, from the seashore just outside the front door of our caravan. He set off with a carrier bag and a determined expression, and returned an hour later with this bag of beauties. We cleaned and de-bearded them and then just steamed them in a little white wine and finished the sauce off with a splash of cream and some garlic. They were undoubtedly the freshest mussels that I have ever eaten and they tasted incredible.
So there you have it. The holiday is well and truly over now, but to be honest, I'm almost looking forward to getting back in the swing of meetings and re-committing 100% to the plan (feel free to refer me back to this in a week when I'm complaining of hunger). Hope everybody has a fabulous weekend!