All misto up

So, here we have a cow's tongue, its abrasive tip resembling a poorly plucked bird. It served a crucial role in the weekend's culinary adventure, a bollito misto whipped up by Sandy Neil, food tsar of The Southern Reporter. Actually, not really whipped up as you can't do that to a bollito misto because it takes  abouthalf a day to simmer that tongue into melting unctuosity. 

Here it is bubbling away (right):

You can see the tongue on the left, a whole chicken in the middle, sundry vegetables. You can't see the marrow bones, belly pork, beef flank and shin. Or the sausages that we omitted for reasons of modesty, being as this was enough to feed a village and we were but four hungries. On the left is the finished dish, ready for eager consumption. It's not easy to make this meal look good in a photo as it looks like leftovers before you've begun. It did taste swell though. It is for Sandy's monthly page in the Southern that I am providing illustrations. Tonight I've been working up new stuff about BEEF.

Today I dropped off paintings at The Strathearn Gallery in Crieff, in advance of the Jolomo Landscape Painting Awards Finalists (of which I was one) exhibition which kicks off on saturday. It will be great to see what the others have achieved since we exhibited together last june. This painting here will be exhibited for the first time as well as three others of mine and plenty more from the other six painters.

Moorland (Glen Quaich) oil on board 48" x 24" 2009

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