Scotland gives us just enough time to recover from New Year before we have to deal with the birthday of Rabbie Burns, farmer, poet, revenue man and pisshead. It's another official whisky night and this one comes with haggis to soak it up so we don't die too quickly. New year comes with stovies, the recipe for which is somewhat less horrifying than that for haggis. Stovies are a sort of practice haggis for newbies, I think.
There's no smoky-drinky tonight, we'll have an official one at the weekend. With more whisky.
Next up is Valentine's Day. This year I will get to the butcher's early, before they run out of hearts.
In the unlikely event that there's anyone on the planet who hasn't heard of Rabbie Burns, Subrosa has an educational video.
Well, I have to drink more whisky now. It's the law.
7 comments:
Pah! Not a patch on Willie McGonagall.
Auch, we we say, it's a hard fecht keepin up wi' the auld traditions. But, as they say somewhere, ye've tae suffer fur yer art. :)
Is Haggis nice? or is it just one of those things you eat once a year as a tradition? like Christmas Pudding?
I've had it. Quite a pleasant taste, although I cannot really recall what it tasted like! Perhaps a little like black puddings?
As Neil Innes once said - "I've suffered for my art, and now it's your turn".
But equally incomprehensible ;)
I like it, and have it throughout the year. It seems to be one of those foods you either love or hate - but it also varies depending on which butcher you get it from.
There's now a vegetarian haggis, which I haven't tried because that's just weird.
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