More Weekend (wish it were!)...

Hey guys, so, here's where we *almost* had dinner Saturday night per request of the paternal unit:

Unfortunately, as it turns out you need an ID stating you're over 18 to even be in the pub (hence the paternal unit not being able to dine there due to the presence of two very-much-minors), and one of our party had forgotten his in Newcastle. S'okay, though, because:

a) it didn't much matter where we ate so long as I got fish 'n chips because, let's face it, you can't come to the UK and NOT have that iconic dish and

b) well, I saw steak and ale pie on the menu and very suddenly my whole perception of life changed...more to follow.

So instead of Jekyll and Hyde, we went to the World's End on the Royal Mile (which was FANTASTIC), and here's the famous dish, affectionately called the "quarter of a whale", that I magnificently broke vegetarianism on (and, suddenly, my entire family breaths a sigh of relief. So can we have goose when I come home?):

And let me tell you, since that moment it's been a constant search for the next opportunity to try eating meat. Realistically, that has translated into, oh, about one meal since then (I had English bacon, or what we Statesians would call Canadian Bacon, for dinner), and it's now my goal to eat either a Scottish Pie or a steak and ale pie for my birthday dinner (unless a better offer comes along; also, every Sunday the pubs feature "Sunday roasts", so that's now on my list of things to do - eat a Sunday Roast.).

Sunday we played tourist to a level I had not yet attained and visited the lovely Edinburgh Castle:

And really what you should have gleaned from that is that a) I'm no longer vegetarian (after three years trying to explain what qualifies as vegetarian to the family, it'll take 'em about five seconds to figure out what I can eat now) and b) we spent the whole weekend eating (which was fantastic).