You know what's a waste of trees? Visa applications.
44 pages. That's all I'm sayin'.
ANYWAY. Monday night, Liam came to have one last romp in Edinburgh before he goes back to the US for good. Since I once again played editor for his dissertation (I couldn't have screwed up much if he won a bigass prize for the last one I did), I was to be compensated with dinner. And I'm sure most of you will realise that I will not often decline being paid in food rather than cash.
We hit the pub for a drink after I got out of work and he got into town. Doctor's had Summer Lighting on, which is one of my favourite beers, so that was the first score of the night. Then we headed off to
The Grain Store in Victoria Street for dinner. HOLY CRAP. You guys. It was SO GOOD.
First of all, I was told to order whatever I wanted, so we got an awesome bottle of Rioja to go along with the fresh homemade bread they brought us. It had rosemary in it! It was crusty outside and cushy inside! the butter was still cold, but I can hardly blame them for that as we were the first customers of the night. The second piece I had was sourdough, and it was just as good. But the wine, my god! It was one of those wines tha makes me wish I knew more about wine so I could describe it. But it was freaking good.
For starters, I had the tuna carpaccio with artichokes and fennel and all sorts of nice little garnishes that I can't remember at the moment becaus eI'm blinded by how good it was even though it was a Monday and you're really not supposed to order fish on Monday. I made a point of mentioning that before we went in, but most of the starters involved fish, so I ordered it anyway. And I'm not disappointed that I did.
Liam had Foie Gras, which I had never tried either. We both concluded it tasted like fancy soft cheese. It's mostly fat after all. Nice though. Had some kind of redcurrant jelly with it.
For the main course, I went with the Scottish wood pigeon with roasted shallot, mash, and some kind of berry compote. YUM. I'm all about trying new meats, so this was well worth it. It was kind of like beefy chicken. Or chickeny beef. Either way, it was nice.
Liam had the pork chop with apples and black pudding. I didn't try the pork, but I did try some of the black pudding, and it was the nicest black pudding I've ever had the pleasure of putting in my mouth.
We even decided dessert was in order, so I got a chocolate terrine, which was obviously amazing. Liam got some sort of apricot thing, mostly because it came with earl grey jelly (that's jello for you americans) and we wanted to see how that would be. It was pretty strange, but good anyway, especially considering I hate earl grey tea.
After all this, we headed back home with happy stomachs and shared some celebratory cava with Scott. Hooray! No more UK higher ed!
Did I mention this restaurant was FUCKING AMAZING? Because it was. I love getting really nice dinners. And the staff was so friendly and down to earth. A lot of times when I go to fairly nice restaurants, I feel quite intimidated because I'm not terribly fancy in terms of how I dress or act, and I don't wish to be. I just want to enjoy my tasty, tasty food without being pretentious or foo foo.
Usually the staff at nice places are nice enough, they're just used to dealing with posh people. but the staff here were super friendly. I mean, Liam is always looking far ore dressed for fanciness than I am, but I was dressed up more than th head waiter guy, and I was just wearing a sweater and pants that weren't jeans. He wasn't sloppy or anything, but that put me at ease with the place for some reason. It was nice.
So yeah. Being paid in food? good. Having to work on this visa app? meh.