Yesterday evening we were honored to be guests at a traditional Scottish Burns Night, the essential ingredients for which are haggis, whisky (are you Scots out there appreciating my spelling?), and a little poetry. The men in kilts were just an added bonus.
We learned a lot about Scottish culture while sipping on the delicious, warming whisky, important facts such as what kind of shoes are worn with a kilt, why haggis is better than salmon, and a variety of uses for the word ‘pudding’.
You’ve never seen a folk more enamored with their national dish than the Scots and their haggis. This love of a dish based on sheep entrails is hard for a vegetarian like myself to understand. But indeed, the Scots consider haggis so important that they want to make sure that everyone gets a chance to partake: there’s even a vegetarian version (entrail-free, naturally).
Without further ado, I give you the dramatic interpretation of Robert Burn’s poem ‘To A Haggis‘:
A poem for a haggis from zurika on Vimeo.
I wasn’t able to coax anyone into proclaiming ‘If it’s not Scottish it’s crap!’ (mainly due to a lack of concerted effort on my part), but there’s always next year… lucky for me Burns Night is celebrated each and every January 25th.
That’s awesome that you were able to catch Mark on video! Wish I could have been there for the haggis :-).
JL
too funny! i did not have any haggis but did drink a lot of scotch on friday for burns night too! my friend anita is moving there tomorrow so she will be in touch soon …