Originally posted by StiffLegged "Scottish" lasagna? And why not? There has been a sizeable Italian-descended population in Scotland for many years. Someone once volunteered that they were mostly PoWs who decided to stay in Scotland after the war, to which the retort was "Which war was that? They've been here for more than a century!!
In the interests of international understanding, I should mention the food laws as pertaining to pubs are much less exacting these days, mainly because many pubs make much of their income from food. You would have no trouble getting fed now.
One set of my grandparents immigrated to Canada, from Scotland back around 1910, 1912. My Scottish grandfather would never call lasagna , Scottish food.
Nothing wrong with it, I quite like it, but Scot's fare. Nope.
Last time we were in the UK (1977), we stayed at a B & B, food was great, except for the cold toast.
The owner was a man who was originally a WW2 Italian POW. I recall his wife telling us, that he had been in a Northern Italian Alpine regiment and eventually ended up for part of the war, in a British POW camp. She met him after the war and the two fell for each other, and got married.
He liked the UK so much that he never did go back to Italy.
In my province during WW2, there was a German POW camp in Riding Mountain National Park. It was pretty isolated back then, long, heavy snowed in winters, etc. Lots of bears, wolves, moose, buffalo in the park, and still are, to this day. Not much in the way of attempted escapes. In fact there were no prison fences, which was unusual, even in Canada.
A lot of the German POW's from this camp, after the war, liked the province, and stayed here after the war.
Here's some info.
https://www.google.ca/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=&cad=rja&uact=8...oAuhccFT6szpsl
The park itself is quite interesting. I've been there a number of times, over the years, camping, staying at rented cabins, etc. I recall one evening having to make a fast trip to my city, as I had a warranty problem with my small outboard, and had to get it in before the warranty was over, which only had a few days left.
The sun was setting as I drove our station wagon through the park. I recall thinking, I wonder if I'll see any wild animals as a lot come out around dusk, there. I remember seeing some Elk, and then about 10 minutes later rounding a corner on the isolated road and right in the middle of the highway, was a huge, Bull Moose. They get really big out here and he had enormous antlers. He looked at me, as I just sat in my car. I was parked about 20 feet away from him.
I didn't honk, didn't move the car, just sat. I didn't want to trigger any aggressive charge from him. After a couple of minutes he just sauntered down to the lakeside, through the bush.
I drove on with that memory.