Hello and welcome to Stories of Scotland. I'm Jenny. And I'm Annie. And in this episode, we're going to be talking about a very sumptuous Scottish subject. That's right. We're going to be talking all things buttery,

but not like sticks of butter or cute little buttercups.

More like...

The Aberdeen Butry, also known as the Aberdeen Rowey or Morning Roll.

The words are interchangeable,

though a lot of people would argue with that. Er. So we'll have a blether about these rowies and then we'll talk about fairies and bakeries

and I also find a splendid old hill walking account of going on a very long walk just to enjoy

a buddry. Ah, the mysterious and mythical Aberdeen Buttery.

So here's the thing, Annie. I'm from the Central Belt, and I've lived in the Highlands for a few years now.

And not once have I ever heard of a Buttery until very recently.

That's because Butteries aren't from the Highlands journey. They're from Aberdeen.

Well, I'm from Glasgow, so anywhere above there is considered the Highlands to me.

Well, luckily, I'm here to correct you.

While Aberdeen is in the north, it's not considered part the Highlands.

It's more commonly known as the Northeast.

However, the city of Aberdeen and surrounding Aberdeenshire have very distinct cultural

differences to the highlands and one of these incredible differences is the buttery. Slash the rowy.

So people in the city, Tunis, call it a rowy and people in the countryside, chichters. Tend to buttery oh i love a little tunny chuchter rivalry but which one claims ownership over the origin of the buttery well the origin story of the buttery begins at sea

well share me timbers and call me a st. I did not see that one coming, Annie.

Indeed, Jenny.

Now let me tell you the charming story

of the birth of the buttery.

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