The title of my post is laughable, but, oh so true. From day one, I noticed how different everything tasted.
Our first menu, in Scotland, was from a small pub/restaurant.
It was fish and chips....and mushy peas.
Another side-street café serving lunch.
With a chill in the air most days, soup was my first choice for lunch.
And, always followed by coffee and a special dessert.
There was no resisting with window displays like this.
For our evening meal, my daughter and I, would decide on a nice restaurant.
And, of course, another dessert.
A Scottish Burger, to put all other burgers to shame !
More soup and their famous fresh seafood.
Followed by the sharing of each other's dessert.
No trip to Scotland would be complete without trying Haggis.
......and, so I did.
Yes, it was followed by dessert !!
We even found the food cart, on the train, tempting.
Nothing like a Tunnock's Caramel Bar for an afternoon pick-me-up.
After leaving Glasgow, we noticed signs in Gaelic and English.
No words necessary in English or Gaelic...just point in the direction of chocolate.
So what shall we order this time....
Maybe something small ?
I've been wondering why my senses seem to peak while traveling in Scotland...could it be because I was on my dream holiday? I do know, it was a very happy time for me.
And, the chance to travel with my youngest daughter, only sweetened the experience.