Today's Robbie Burns' birthday, but we celebrated yesterday with much pomp and circumstance (and ale and scotch) as usual. This year, I finally tried the Haggis. In fact, several of us lost our Haggis Virginity yesterday. It wasn't as painful as I expected. In fact it tasted quite like corned beef hash, impossibly. Here are pictures from the festivities and to top off an awesome day, the Saints won their playoff game.
I posted a comment, maybe, or maybe I managed to dump it before sending, so I'll try again.
Tell us about the gas mask. Is that related to the haggis?
When I was a kid in Montreal I used to bug my mom to get me some Black Pudding. I loved the stuff. Couldn't get enough of it. Then I found out what was in it.
Posted by: Bruce Small | January 25, 2010 at 11:54 PM
Bruce, the gas mask was a prop and definitely related to the Haggis! The wearer was the husband of the chef and was demonstrating how oderous it can be to prepare. I tasted it for the first time this year and it was actually good. Like corned beef hash.
Posted by: Seaweed | January 26, 2010 at 08:14 PM
Whoops. That should have been odorous. Smelly.
Posted by: Seaweed | January 26, 2010 at 08:15 PM