It’s been weeks since I posted here and during the intervening time we’ve moved from 36°N to 57°N, from Durham, North Carolina to Newport-on-Tay, Scotland.The view from our bedroom window out over St Fort Estate
The view from up here is astonishing. As Rob says, “Don’t you just feel like you have to pinch yourself and check if this is real?”.
I do. I most certainly do.
Or, as the Scots say, Oh, aye.Some of our closest neighbors are the suckling herd of Lincoln Red Heritage cows…
The Scots say lots of interesting things, actually. Like when we bought the car, the salesman said, I’ll just show you under the bonnet. He took out a key and opened up the hood, which was sweet, but I still had no idea what I was looking at.…that includes Punch, the bull, and Missy, one of the moms
Or when I wanted a straight-up steak, nothing fancy, the butcher at Balgove Larder (an upscale shop on the estate where Wills lived when he first came to St Andrews) said, Can’t go wrong with the rump. The rump? Oh, aye.
There’s a beautiful sing-song way the Scots have a speaking. Without fail they open a conversation with Hiya! and finish it with Bye-eee! Even the cashier at Tesco’s (read: Target) or the attendant at the petrol (read: gas) station.A view of our cottage, on left
They also take their time talking with you. They don’t rush. If you ask them something, they’ll do their earnest best to answer, perhaps finishing, in an apologetic way, I must dash. Bye-eee!
When it comes to food, there’s been lots to learn and investigate, lots of trial and error. In the coming weeks and months, I plan to show you what we’re cooking and eating. For now, we’ll still getting to know ingredients (like the berries that are so prevalent in Fife, the delicious free range eggs, cold water fish and grass-fed beef). When it comes to cooking, we’re relying on familiar recipes like grilled steak in a red wine vinegar marinade:
and salt-broiled mackerel (not Spanish mackerel, but it cooks up the same):
Stay tuned for some new recipes, interviews and reviews from the local food scene, and more fabulous pictures of bonny Scotland. Coming soon, I promise.