Back Through Customs
I've got many-a-thought upon my return from ten days of fried bliss in the land of William Wallace and Robert The Bruce. Please allow a little time for said thoughts to congeal. To give you an idea of what I went through, just to the right of this photo (in which it's tragically cut-off) is a lump of deep-fried haggis. I also ate a deep-fried Mars Bar, and yes, that includes the batter.
posted by Dan G @ 7:37 AM
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8 Comments:
Deep-fried chocolate... Wow, that is a whole new level of unhealthy, isn't it?
Not that I wouldn't jump at the chance to try one, of course.
Welcome back!
So how was it? Not Scotland (who cares about that), the Mars Bar?
Actually, it was disgusting.
That is such a disappointment. I guess I'll go turn my deep fryer off, then.
Sigh.
Clearly not everyone agrees with my assessment. My 14-year-old nephew LOVES them and was the reason we got the thing in the first place.
Now I am a fan of all things chocolate. I can NOT go to the place of deep fried chocolate. I still have trouble with deep fried turkey and that at least makes reasonable food sense.
I feel I must clarify a couple of things. First of all I witnessed Dan's sampling of Scotland's culinary delights and although clearly disgusted by the "Glasgow Heartstopper" aka a deep fried Mars Bar, he did have more than one bite of the horror. Secondly, I must correct Dan's assertion; the picture does indeed depict a battered and deep fried lump of haggis: it is the black sausage looking thing in the top right-hand corner of the photo. It is only fair to say that haggis is only worth eating if it is encased in the traditional sheeps stomach baked in the oven and served with tatties and neeps. (Potatoes and turnip) Seriously delicious! The "Great Chieftan of the Pudding Race". Robert Burns
Sorry I was wrong. That is actually a Black Pudding. Or Blood Pudding as you yanks cry it.
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