Vague rumours abound of the Scottish clan chieftain
Julius MacCæsar. He is said to have played some role in the Scottish conquest of Gaul and Helvetia, according to the
only written account of the events (a completely unbiased little pamphlet penned by himself). Anyway, he ended up controlling the far away Scottish province of Rome for some years together with two other men (the details of which were recorded in his other best-selling novel “Me in the
Triumvirate – a gay love story”). In the end he ended up dying from wounds accidentally inflicted by a pointy object in a sado-masochist orgy. Needless to say, this happened in the last years of the decadent period of the history of the Scottish province of Rome also known as… The Republic. Later the province was again restored to its former glory by such great, honourable and completely sane people as
MacNero,
MacCaligula and Biggus MacDiccus. Young Julius, the great-great-and-another-frigging-many-great-grand cousin of MacCæsar, has lifted the legacy of his famous relative. In his roadside diner outside Aberdeen, he invented the now famous
MacCæsar salad. The only reason, this dish has not yet made it to the Michelin Guide is the fact, that the magazine critics have not yet found their way to that rural outback.