(June 24, 2008)
Scotland. Land of the beautiful Highlands, birthplace of fly fishing & golf, home to some of the best whisky in the world, filled with many wonderful people, music, and tradition. With all this and more, what do you think I did when I made it to the fabled city of Edinburgh????
Started a quest for a deep-fried-Mars-bar, thank you!!!
It actually wasn´t too hard to find the joint. We asked a few locals, 
and they generally flashed a Scottish smirk back at us. Anyway, with their directions, a map, and a mission, we trudged through the rain (Ari, Jeremy, and I) to our goal. The place: Piccante´s. It´s a fish and chip place, but if you look in their window, they advertise the infamous: DEEP FRIED MARS BAR.
and they generally flashed a Scottish smirk back at us. Anyway, with their directions, a map, and a mission, we trudged through the rain (Ari, Jeremy, and I) to our goal. The place: Piccante´s. It´s a fish and chip place, but if you look in their window, they advertise the infamous: DEEP FRIED MARS BAR.
So, we each ordered one, and Ari opted for hers a la mode. They were steaming hot--so Ari had the right idea. It was a sugar-ultra-high!!! The consistency was fairly rigid due to the deep-fry, but the Mars bar was definitely mushy & melted inside. Tasted like a donut & a chocolate bar. You could clearly determine that what you were eating was BAD for you! Jeremy said he ended up getting a head ache, and his teeth started hurting--his teeth!!
Anyway, this was something we had to do while in Edinburgh. Our 
quest was complete!
quest was complete!
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