January 25, 2008

Scots Wha Hey!

Our Maximum Leader reminds us that today is Rabbie Burns Day.

Ah, yes. Robert Burns. The National Poet of Scotland. The only poet of Scotland.

I jest! I jest! However, I must confess that, despite my own Scots heritage, I've never got quite so cranked up over it as many of my fellow Caledonian-Americans seem to do. For that you'd have to go to my Godparents - it's heelan coo and kilts, sporrans and black tie for special occassions and the Selkirk Grace every evening with them. Not that I complain, mind you. (Among other things, Uncle always has a fine selection of Island and Highland single malts at the ready when I pay a call.) But recently I've begun to feel a bit like Guy Crouchback at Mugg when visiting.

Also, I never have tried, nor ever will try haggis. Period.

Nonetheless, here's a little nugget by way of marking the day:

Posted by Robert at January 25, 2008 02:02 PM | TrackBack
Comments

Haggis isn't bad, mostly I tasted the barley. Goes well with a Belhaven ale, especially when in Edinburgh.

Posted by: rbj at January 25, 2008 03:42 PM

One of my daughters ate haggis a couple of years ago in Scotland. She enjoyed it so much that she wants me to learn to concoct it. So far I've conveniently not been able to find all the ingredients ....

Posted by: keysunset at January 25, 2008 05:01 PM

I had haggis in STL at a Scottish place. Not bad. I had preconceived notions greatly thrashed that night by eating it.

Posted by: eddiebear at January 26, 2008 02:02 AM

Ah, Wee Bobby Bairns. Who can forget the lyric magnificence of "Can Ye Loan Us A Tenner 'Til Tuesday?"...

Posted by: mojo at January 29, 2008 02:58 PM