Someday maybe we can be in Scotland for a Bobby Burns' night.
Actually my mom was a Wallace but I never put much stock in my heritage. A number of years ago went to Scotland for a vacation and fell in love with the place, me, with a bit of Scottish blood, and a one hundred percent German. Who would have thunk?
A very beautiful country and great folks.
But to me a Bobby Burns' dinner requires a haggis, and have had the McCo. Until we tried the stuff, admittedly with a tad of Scottish courage in our veins, we thought it would be like eating odiferous cat guts.
Were we ever wrong. OK, it is not ambrosia but it is tasty and we always go out of our way to get some whenever we get there. we need out haggis fix. Out visits are not very often but we love the place. And the dish.
It is sorta like a loose meatloaf, and I have trouble tasting any of the liver in it.
There is also lamb heart, but anyone who has had canned chili has probably had heart, beef that is.
And haggis, with some oats and stuff, is basically heart, liver and lung of the sheep.
It is the lung part why Americans cannot have haggis. When I used to work in stores many years ago as a kid one could buy lung. It has since been banned. Suppose it is because the feds are worried about TB, but know folks who grow goats and we can legally get their milk and cheese. And those can sure transmit TB.
Anyway I would love to go to a Bobby Burns' night, but without a haggis it is like a baseball game without a hot dog.
Just my take on things.
