Trust me on this. A spud could get very excited by the prospect of a trip to Scotland’s Isle of Arran.
This little island off the country’s west coast is the birthplace of several notable potatoes, including Arran Pilot and Arran Victory, bred in the early part of the 20th Century by local Arran shopkeeper, Donald McKelvie. As if that weren’t pedigree enough, Maris Piper – the potato of choice for chippers in the UK – was bred from McKelvie’s Arran Cairn.
It is with much respect indeed that I tip my new tartan hat to the originator of such fine tatties.
And how could I not feel right at home in a country that serves me tattie scones for breakfast – my beloved potato cakes by another name.
And you know that the natives must think well of their spuds to make sweets called ‘lucky tatties’ – a cinnamon-dusted fondant echoing the look (if not the taste) of a newly-dug spud (though, to be honest, I think I prefer the real, freshly-dug thing).
But, as I am discovering this weekend, thanks to the folks at Visit Scotland and Taste of Arran, there’s a lot more to Scotland’s larder than spuds, real or otherwise. In fact, I am still sampling the delights of same and, if I remember to leave (or even if I don’t) I will report more in due course.
One lucky tattie indeed.