Tatties are potatoes for those of you, like me, who upon hearing such a delightful and inexplicable word thought it had something to do with ratting on a sibling. Today's blog entry is so named because those were two of the scruptious foods on yesterday's menu. As I previously mentioned we were invited over to the home of a family in the Gilcomston South Church and we were served a traditional English (but we pretended Scottish) meal with delicious roast beef, Yorkshire pudding, tatties, peas and carrots, cheesey cauliflower, and sweet potatoes. What an amazing feast! I ate and ate and ate. And then there was dessert with a homemade plum crumble made with plums from the tree in their backyard (we were sent home with a bag of them!), STP (sticky toffee pudding), and a chocolate-chestnut refrigerator mold. All of it was so good. We were barely finished our coffee from dessert when it was tea time and we were given more cake and, of course, tea. These people know how to eat!
For those of you unfamiliar with Yorkshire pudding, as I was, let me fill you in. It is made with a batter which looks just like pancake batter. It's poured into a muffin pan and placed in a super hot oven. The batter puffs up really high as it bakes so that the finished product looks more like a cross between a muffin and a biscuit. They are completely delicious, especiall drowned in gravy. And I honestly have no idea why they call them pudding because they are not one bit like what we think of as pudding -- Jello.
And not to disappoint, we did go to the German fair on Saturday. It was mainly food, which was just fine with me. Trey got an apple tart. I got a small cup of King Prawnies (shrimp) in garlic, and then Trey and I split a huge Bratwurst hot off the grill. It was to die for. I've been dreaming about it in my sleep...So as you can see the weekend was basically one big food fest. Don't worry. We will definitely walk it off.