Howies
Monday, and a normal working day started. Walked over to the Lothian Road, listening to the sweet tones of Green Day on my new toy. My whole, well almost, CD collection in a box smaller than a packet of 10 hamlets. Worked the whole day through, until well after 18.00. I am sure a sales man would say I worked until 19.00.
Eating, today is a Monday and in the Winter. So many of my favourite places are closed. The Petit Paris has its blinds firmly in place. The Mussel and Steak is in darkness, ah a sign, the establishment is under refurbishment! It’s been open only for a couple of years. So time for new places. How about Scottish fare? – there is Howies on Victoria Street.
Entered, quite empty at the moment, not surprising for a wintry Monday. Very industrial style, huge great ventilation pipes over the ceiling taking the fumes from the kitchen, large cast iron pillars in the restaurant supporting the road and houses above. Two pretty waitresses though, and some men in the kitchen. This smoking ban allows you to see the chefs, as they dash outside for a quick nicotine fix.
What did I eat? Well started off with the Cullen Skink, or as I almost said, Cullen Skunk. It had a nice smokey smell of the smoked haddock flakes, oh and one small bone.
Mains, was Borders pheasant breast wrapped in bacon on crushed potato and some cabbage. Very nice.
Afters, I missed this, went for the Scottish Illy espresso coffee.
I have to say, there seemed to be lots on the menu which would not have struck me as Scottish, such as the chili sauce, the Banoffee Pie….