Hideaway Strath lightly fried fish fillets

Eirlys’ eyes should have opened, but they haven’t BECAUSE LET’S FACE IT KJ SUCKS AT POTATO STAGE — and neither have her twin’s. There is a feeling of unrest in the air that intensifies when Lotte gathers her close, and she squeaks feebly in protest as she begins worming her way toward the dumpling that she will one day be able to identify by name. She noses her way to Mallaidh’s side, melting into her charcoal-colored sister little by little, and snuffles fitfully as she presses her nose against her sister’s nape.