In today’s Front Burner column, I write about some of my favorite vacation food memories, as well as some of my experiences during a recent trip to the British Isles and Iceland. As I wrote in the column, it isn’t all about the quality of the foods. It’s about the experience, and how food ties into the culture and identity of a particular place and time. To read the column, click here.
When I came in this morning, I had a couple of great emails from readers. One woman wrote to tell me she was on the same boat as me! It is indeed a small world. Another woman wrote to tell me that the article brought back fond memories of her time living in Scotland years ago. I’d like to share an excerpt from her note:
“We spent 4 days on the Shetland Islands and I have only wonderful memories of the food and the lambs being herded through the middle of the street in front of our hotel early one morning. In Edinburgh I remember so well the birth of Prince William (his birthday was just a few days ago) as a friend visiting from New Orleans and I were on walking down Princess Street about 2PM when one of the Queen’s BEEFEATERS with a LARGE brass bell ringing and shouting out “A PRINCE HAS BEEN BORN” over and over again.
Sorry your haggis wasn’t the best. We’ve had the best at a New Year’s party at the St. George Hotel and there was in those days one of the best Chinese restaurants I’ve ever been in on the high road up to the castle on the hill. Edinburgh was only 2-1/2 hrs. by train. I went at least once a month for shopping … I’m always amazed when I hear Americans say that the British have terrible food. NOT IF ONE KNOWS WHERE TO FIND THE GOOD EATS. At one castle the waiters wore tux and white gloves. Believe me I’ll never forget the stone crab soup at one particular village near the North Sea. Thanks for the memories.”
I would love to hear about some of your favorite vacation food memories. What have you eaten during your travels that you will never forget?