It is Burn's Night, so of course we are having haggis for supper. All over the world there will be someone standing up in a kilt and spouting,
"Fair for your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftian o' the puddin-race!"
Robert Burn's poem goes on, and on, and on, reminding us that the haggis is made from sheep's stomach and intestine. If you were to concentrate on his words I don't think that you would feel like eating haggis! My supermarket purchase didn't look very traditional in it's plastic wrapping , but it tasted delicious!
Here is the traditional dish of haggis with tatties and neeps, (potatoes and turnip.)
Nae McSween's aroond your parts, Cher? (But ye must take care NOT to get it aroond your parts, or ye mae end up in the Serious Burns Unit).
ReplyDeleteThere is a bar in London, very close to Victoria Station called Boisdale's. They serve the most divine Haggis, with the dram of whiskey and neeps on the side, all the while playing the most incredible jazz. I must get myself back there someday.
ReplyDeleteHaggis, neeps and tatties.........just delicious! Any leftovers?
ReplyDeletehmmm, rosemary i left a comment yesterday but it did not publish. oh well i wanted to know exactly what is in that bag called haggis.
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janet
More likely to be the Serious Bloat Unit, Tom!
ReplyDeleteHaggis with jazz - Jacqueline, that is a serious improvement.
Sorry, nothing left, Gary!
Dear Janet - you wouldn't like it! Haggis is a sort of large. round sausage made of minced lamb's heart and lungs mixed together with chopped onion, oatmeal and plenty of pepper and other seasoning. It is a food of poverty, the whole mixture put into a sheep's stomach , sewn up and boiled.
Oh yummy. I think I disgusted a lot of people with my haggis talk but it is delish
ReplyDeleteomg rosemary! you eat this? omg. i'm trying to think of something polite and nice to say but i'm a bit empty so i'll say...i love your garden. how's that!
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janet
Hello Tabitha, (if I had legs like yours I would be buying those shorts!)
ReplyDeleteDear Janet, believe me, the oatmeal and seasoning work wonders! And you wouldn't like my garden at the moment, it is bitingly cold and drab.