I ate for supper most of the braxy ham and oatcake I had brought from Macmorran's cottage.
"Mr. Standfast" by John Buchan
Out came a bottle of milk, some large slices of bread, some oatcake, and some cheese.
"The History of David Grieve" by Mrs. Humphry Ward
As we passed an open door, the pleasant smell of oatcake baking came suddenly upon me.
"Home-Life of the Lancashire Factory Folk during the Cotton Famine" by Edwin Waugh
It does not rise like an oatcake.
"Old Cookery Books and Ancient Cuisine" by William Carew Hazlitt
And they all supped on fried potatoes, cheese, oatcake and jam!
"Elizabeth's Campaign" by Mrs. Humphrey Ward
But, holding on with one hand, she coolly took a piece of oatcake from her pocket, and munched it.
"The Pilots of Pomona" by Robert Leighton
Southey, Johnson and Boswell have all remarked the fine savor of such cheese with oatcakes.
"The Complete Book of Cheese" by Robert Carlton Brown
There was the brown loaf, the plate of stale scones, the oatcake, all untouched.
"The Empty House And Other Ghost Stories" by Algernon Blackwood
He had oatcake in his sporran, and I a flask of usquebaugh.
"Audrey" by Mary Johnston
She handed me a farl of oatcake and I went away.
"The Narrative of Gordon Sellar Who Emigrated to Canada in 1825" by Gordon Sellar