I'm just amused that she can call for an end to pompous and ostentatious language when her husband refers to himself as "Lord Godfrey Macdonald of Macdonald, the high chief of the Clan Donald"!
Also that the Scotsman can't spell the 'Isle of Skye'!
Oh my God, I'm going to vomit.
"Ravioli of kohlrabi?"
No. Just "revolting CRAP."
Close, but not quite -- the butter isn't "made from French truffles". Butter is not made from truffles. Butter is made from cow squeezings. It's *flavored* with French truffles.
It translated into coin-sized towers of wafer-thin food, eternally surrounded by a raspberry jus or a kiwi coulis. Offering barely a decent bite per course, it was piled on to glossy black plates at maximum expense and with minimum impact on the appetite.
Back at the height of this nonsense, four of us dropped into a decent-looking restaurant at random while we were out on the town, and although the food was okay, all of us were quite literally still hungry when the meal was over. Filling up on desert wasn't much of an option -- it was an Asian restaurant and they're not big on deserts. So we paid our bill, left, and immediately chose another restaurant to go into and continue eating...
You say tomato, I say to-mah-toe! This is funny stuff and I'm of Scottish descent, bigtime. Can ye cook over in Bonnie Scotland yet, Madame?
If it's not SCOTTISH, it's CRAAAAAAAAAP!
Since when has Nouvelle Cuisine been popular in Scotland?
The Scots torture, kill and then boil their food.
I think I'll stick with Mexican and Tortiere, with Pigs feet and Pomme Frits.
Haggis? I've seen it. I know what's in it and I don't want it.
She just hates the French.
MacDonalds has a high chef? Royalty! Who knew? I suppose that's the origin of the golden arches...
Too bad their food isn't better.
Mark
My youngest is a chef at a posh resort in the south. They serve a side dish made with grits and truffles. They call it, "Grits with Truffles". I'm going to save up some money and order it one of these days.
All this talk about fine dining experiences and no one has yet mentioned White Castle? It's 6:40am and I could eat a half dozen or so right now. Too bad there aren't any near where I live.
I'll have a number 4 medium well.
Trumpet of death? Yum!
Love this woman.
Good grief are they in the middle of a famine that they have to resort to eating what wasn't meant to be eaten.YUK!
There are 4 food groups, chicken, beef, pork and fish. The rest are just for emergencies like when the world has run out of food.
Who gives a flying f,,, what the british aristocrat thinks, feels, does.
She is right, some restaurants have carried it to the ridiculous. Sometimes you have to ask, "OK I heard you but what is it?"
"...the finest baby frogs, dew-picked and flown from Iraq, cleansed in the finest quality spring water, lightly killed, and sealed in a succulent, Swiss, quintuple-smooth, treble-milk chocolate envelope, and lovingly frosted with glucose..."
:-) HAR
Using fancy words, lets them charge you an arm and a leg for the experience.