After rainy Glasgow I arrived to sunny Edinburgh and found that the cities are as similar as day and night. My friend Carl lived in Edinburgh for four months a few years ago but I never managed to visit him. I now understand why he boasted of the town so much. Edinburgh castle is majestically looking out over the hills and the cobbled streets, and students rumble around en masse amid cute cafes. It exudes Medieval fabulosity in every cranny and nook.
Monthly Archives: October 2011
Yes, I’ve eaten a deep-fried Mars bar
Last week I had the pleasure of visiting Glasgow and Edinburgh. It was my first time in Scotland and people had told me that I wasn’t going to like Glasgow because it’s dreadful. So my expectations were fairly low as I embarked on the 5-hour long train journey that would take me to drizzle-land. In Glasgow my hair was exposed to some seriously wet conditions and until I left I was stuck with a mildly unflattering hair-sticking-to-my-face look. But there was nothing wrong with the city itself.
Pasta and Polpetta
Forgive me for the pasta praises of late, it seems I’m unable to shake off any Italian influences. However, as an exercise in joining the best of Italy and Sweden together, the Italian and I made pasta gratin with meatballs on Sunday afternoon.
Sicily part III: Leave the gun, take the cannolis
If you’ve haven’t watched The Godfather you won’t understand the title to this blog post, but I think it makes a good statement, wouldn’t you rather eat than fight? Now, Clemenza who utters these words is of course a full-blown mafia dude who’s as innocent as Al Capone, but it’s a good line.
Sicily Part II: far from the last supper
If you think it was enough to have a 3-course meal during the day and eat a light snack at night, you’d be wrong. We were in Sicily for crying out loud and we’d been promised good food. The Italian and I had reservations at Marmoreo, a fish restaurant with excellent reputation. This seemed fitting since we stayed in Mazara del Valle, host to Italy’s biggest fishing fleet.