About Time

Fish and Chips

Mike returned from another hill walk with a friend. They had a day of stunning weather and stopped at a pub afterward. For Mike, it seems as if hill walking often leads to a pub stop afterwards. Good thinking.

It was during this particular pub stop that he realized he had been neglecting an important tradition in Scotland (as well as elsewhere in the UK). Unbelievably, since arriving in Edinburgh two months ago he had not eaten fish and chips. That really was an oversight. Fish and chips is to the UK what hamburgers and hotdogs are to the US. Hope he doesn't admit that oversight to any of his hill walking buddies. Clearly it was about time to correct the oversight. Even better, he reported that the village pub where they stopped was running a special; the fish and chips he ordered came with a pint of beer, big smile. However, the food also came with the traditional side order of peas; he hasn't become Scottish enough yet to appreciate that. Go figure.