Happy Burns Night

[Heid the Ba]

Let joy, haggis and bad verse be unconfined. I admire the sentiments, but hate the peotry. I do intend to gorge myself on vegetarian haggis and indulge in a dram or two this evening.

Lang may yer breeks reek!*


(*10 bonus points for anyone who can identify the quote. It isn't Burns.)

[Enzo]

Vegetarian haggis? WHat is it cooked in, the stomach of a turnip?


(I would have said lambsquarter, but I don't know if you have that lovely weed over there. Tastes like buttery spinach, if a bit stemmy.)


We have a sort of burns night ourselves, at least in Detroit. The night before Halloween, the youth of the city wander the streets igniting things. Things like cars and houses. Well, not ALL the kids.

[Lance]

haggis

I haven't had breakfast yet.

Now, I may not at all.

Happy Heart Burns Night to you, too.

[Heid the Ba]

It is generally best not to ask what is in haggis. The veggie stuff is largely indistinguishable taste wise, but made of nuts, pulses, spices etc. rather than sheep brains and anus.

It also comes in plastic (hopefully not carcinogenic) rather than some sheep organ.

If all else fails wash it down with some malt, I plan to open the bottle of 12 year old bunnahabhain someone gave me at Christmas. No, I can't pronounce it properly either; it should be something like "bunahaaven".

[Lance]

I used to be big into Renaissance Faires and we would often party "authentically" when ever we got a chance. Our haggis was always a meatloaf though. You can carry authenticity too far.