Kandinskyesque
Friend of Leo's
I was at the hospital in Dundee on Tuesday afternoon (still ongoing).
Afterwards Mrs K and I decided to take advantage of drive on the Scottish east coast.
A fortnight ago it was the Fife coast (St Andrews) but this week we decided to head along the Angus coast, through Carnoustie past the golf course then on to the fishing town of Arbroath home of the famous Arbroath Smokie before cutting through Perthshire past the Bon Scott statue in Kirriemuir then home (130 miles).
For those of you unfamiliar with the Arbroath Smokie, it's now a 'protected' food, it can only earn the name if made within 5 miles of the town.
It's a Haddock, hot smoked over hardwood and has all the smokiness of a Jura whisky (if memory serves me correctly since it's 10+ years since my last Laphroaig).
We bought half a dozen Smokies, along with a pile of king scallops, mussels and some fresh halibut off the boat. A small fortune on fish but we're 25+ miles from a decent fishmonger at home.
Sadly that's the last of the Smokies eaten tonight, a nice spinach and smoked fish omelette. That said there's still half a caldron of my Cullen Skink (fish soup) left and some of Mrs K's Smokie pate to go with some oatcakes.
The past 48 hours have tasted like heaven.
Back to the hospital again in 2 weeks but that also means another coastal drive.
No doubt Arbroath again for some more smoky pescatarian delights.
Afterwards Mrs K and I decided to take advantage of drive on the Scottish east coast.
A fortnight ago it was the Fife coast (St Andrews) but this week we decided to head along the Angus coast, through Carnoustie past the golf course then on to the fishing town of Arbroath home of the famous Arbroath Smokie before cutting through Perthshire past the Bon Scott statue in Kirriemuir then home (130 miles).
For those of you unfamiliar with the Arbroath Smokie, it's now a 'protected' food, it can only earn the name if made within 5 miles of the town.
It's a Haddock, hot smoked over hardwood and has all the smokiness of a Jura whisky (if memory serves me correctly since it's 10+ years since my last Laphroaig).
We bought half a dozen Smokies, along with a pile of king scallops, mussels and some fresh halibut off the boat. A small fortune on fish but we're 25+ miles from a decent fishmonger at home.
Sadly that's the last of the Smokies eaten tonight, a nice spinach and smoked fish omelette. That said there's still half a caldron of my Cullen Skink (fish soup) left and some of Mrs K's Smokie pate to go with some oatcakes.
The past 48 hours have tasted like heaven.
Back to the hospital again in 2 weeks but that also means another coastal drive.
No doubt Arbroath again for some more smoky pescatarian delights.