Breakfast at Culloden House was exactly how you would imagine it being served hundreds of years ago. We were escorted into the dining parlor and seated with napkins placed in our laps. Fresh tea and coffee were poured to our liking and our orders were taken while a fireplace blazed in the pit and morning newspapers were handed over. We truly felt like Scottish royalty — with fresh butter, breads and croissants available on the ready and jams from the highlands mashed to perfection. We clinked our teacups and toasted to the day ahead.
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