When I think of what the word “fine” means, something slightly more positive than “okay” is what comes to my mind. “How are you?” “Fine.” “Can I borrow a pencil?” “Sure, fine.” But here in Aberdeen people also use the word “fine” in a highly positive way, particularly in regards to food. If something you’re eating is “fine” (or better yet “affa fine”) then it’s absolutely delicious. For example, a child taking the first lick of an ice cream cone might comment, “Ah, that’s fine.”
This use of “fine” really struck me when we first came here, and I loved how that ordinary word was suddenly elevated to the precious kind of “fine”: fine jewellery, fine wines, fine silk. Perhaps we should use “fine” this way more often!
Here is a photo of the Dafter letting us know that this cake looks “affa fine”. She’s back from her school trip, and she had a fine time. (Thanks for all the encouraging comments.)
I hope you’re all fine!