What am I eating? Really, I don’t know.

We ordered takeaway from a nearby Indian restaurant and whatever it was I ended up with, it’s not the chicken tikka I ordered. It’s good, not spicy at all, and as far as I can tell, vegetarian. I recognized peas, carrots and cauliflower, the latter of which was cooked long enough to leach any flavor…

The Scottish experience

Is lying down on the couch in the apartment you rented with the window wide open because the building is built to preserve heat, not to cool off, listening to the piper down below play “Scotland the Brave,” “Amazing Grace,” and “Thunderstruck.”