David is from Scotland. He is irreverent in his humor, rotates a wardrobe of t-shirts each depicting a poignant statement, and likes to look intimidating before the camera. But he's really just a softy.
David and I share financial woes, shorthand woes, and an appreciation for Quebecois Poutine.
His girlfriend, from Montreal, introduced him to the decadent potato and cheese curd combo.
This afternoon, during an extended break from reading our law texts, David introduced me to a few Scottish delicacies, including chippy sauce - a 50/50 combination of the traditional HP sauce and vinegar. Haggis...clapshot...black buns. The menu doesn't really make me want to hop on the next train for a gastronomic rendezvous in Edinburgh.
But I'm sure I'll make it there sooner or later. I'll let you know what I think.