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By *ittle_brat_evie!! OP   Woman
over a year ago

evesham

Who will be partaking of the haggis tonight then?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Not me it's yuk yuk yuk.

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By *ittle_brat_evie!! OP   Woman
over a year ago

evesham


"Not me it's yuk yuk yuk. "

Oh no, its yummy!!!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Love Haggis, however, have not got one for tonight.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I'm going for nips and titties

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By *ittle_brat_evie!! OP   Woman
over a year ago

evesham


"I'm going for nips and titties "

Haha cheeky!!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I'm having a haggis pie,she said she wanted something scottish in her

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By *ranny-CrumpetWoman
over a year ago

The Town by The Cross

haggis , tatties and neaps but I go for Brandy not whisky

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Love Haggis, however, have not got one for tonight. "

catch one, they are easy to trap

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By *ighland_RoseCouple
over a year ago

Brigadoon


"Not me it's yuk yuk yuk. "

No, it's yum, yum, yum!

I think I will stuff a chicken breast with haggis and make a whisky sauce to go with it.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

A variation of the recipe as seen on Ade in Britain:

Chop up a haggis in chunks and fry with chopped onion and garlic.

Make a creamy whisky sauce by reducing double cream to about half the volume before adding a generous glug of whisky.

Make some mashed potato (I use Mr Mash with added salt, pepper and lots of butter).

Serve the haggis with mashed potato, a generous amount of whisky sauce, and some stir-fried sliced Savoy cabbage.

One of my favourite camping meal, and at home.

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"haggis , tatties and neaps but I go for Brandy not whisky "

but with whiskey

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Haggis of course

And clapshot too

Followed by cranachan.

And of course a wee dram or two

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Had to get my sporran out to celebrate

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By *wiftieeMan
over a year ago

near Glasgow

Not tonight, but will be next week!

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By *ogistical NightmaresCouple
over a year ago

Manchester Area

Already had one this week, another one ready for sometime during the week, love it

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

All prep done here

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"All prep done here "

so the haggis'd pie is ready?..when can I come over?

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I have cullen skink, haggis, clapshot and whisky cream sauce and cranachan on my menu today. Frustratingly more people are going for the pulled pork. Grrrrrrr

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Dave had haggis last night. Was funny watching him catch it. They're slippery critters

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By *ighland_RoseCouple
over a year ago

Brigadoon


"I have cullen skink, haggis, clapshot and whisky cream sauce and cranachan on my menu today. Frustratingly more people are going for the pulled pork. Grrrrrrr"

Now I want Cullen Skink and Cranachan too! Dammit!

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By *uke olovingmanMan
over a year ago

Gravesend


"Dave had haggis last night. Was funny watching him catch it. They're slippery critters "
did it have shorter legs on the left or the right .. left handed ones are more rare

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,

Great chieftain o the puddin'-race!

Aboon them a' ye tak your place,

Painch, tripe, or thairm:

Weel are ye worthy o' a grace

As lang's my arm.

The groaning trencher there ye fill,

Your hurdies like a distant hill,

Your pin wad help to mend a mill

In time o need,

While thro your pores the dews distil

Like amber bead.

His knife see rustic Labour dight,

An cut you up wi ready slight,

Trenching your gushing entrails bright,

Like onie ditch;

And then, O what a glorious sight,

Warm-reekin, rich!

Then, horn for horn, they stretch an strive:

Deil tak the hindmost, on they drive,

Till a' their weel-swall'd kytes belyve

Are bent like drums;

The auld Guidman, maist like to rive,

'Bethankit' hums.

Is there that owre his French ragout,

Or olio that wad staw a sow,

Or fricassee wad mak her spew

Wi perfect scunner,

Looks down wi sneering, scornfu _iew

On sic a dinner?

Poor devil! see him owre his trash,

As feckless as a wither'd rash,

His spindle shank a guid whip-lash,

His nieve a nit;

Thro bloody flood or field to dash,

O how unfit!

But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,

The trembling earth resounds his tread,

Clap in his walie nieve a blade,

He'll make it whissle;

An legs an arms, an heads will sned,

Like taps o thrissle.

Ye Pow'rs, wha mak mankind your care,

And dish them out their bill o fare,

Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware

That jaups in luggies:

But, if ye wish her gratefu prayer,

Gie her a Haggis

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Veggie haggis for me tonight yum yum x x x

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Not tonight having haggis tomorrow

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

or for the English (though it is a bit more yukky than the unintelligible Mr Burns.....

.

Fair and full is your honest, jolly face,

Great chieftain of the sausage race!

Above them all you take your place,

Stomach, tripe, or intestines:

Well are you worthy of a grace

As long as my arm.

The groaning trencher there you fill,

Your buttocks like a distant hill,

Your pin would help to mend a mill

In time of need,

While through your pores the dews distill

Like amber bead.

His knife see rustic Labour wipe,

And cut you up with ready slight,

Trenching your gushing entrails bright,

Like any ditch;

And then, O what a glorious sight,

Warm steaming, rich!

Then spoon for spoon, the stretch and strive:

Devil take the hindmost, on they drive,

Till all their well swollen bellies by-and-by

Are bent like drums;

Then old head of the table, most like to burst,

'The grace!' hums.

Is there that over his French ragout,

Or olio that would sicken a sow,

Or fricassee would make her vomit

With perfect disgust,

Looks down with sneering, scornful _iew

On such a dinner?

Poor devil! see him over his trash,

As feeble as a withered rush,

His thin legs a good whip-lash,

His fist a nut;

Through bloody flood or field to dash,

O how unfit.

But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,

The trembling earth resounds his tread,

Clap in his ample fist a blade,

He'll make it whistle;

And legs, and arms, and heads will cut off

Like the heads of thistles.

You powers, who make mankind your care,

And dish them out their bill of fare,

Old Scotland wants no watery stuff,

That splashes in small wooden dishes;

But if you wish her grateful prayer,

Give her [Scotland] a Haggis!

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By *iewMan
Forum Mod
over a year ago

Angus & Findhorn

Not for me

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By *ranny-CrumpetWoman
over a year ago

The Town by The Cross


"or for the English (though it is a bit more yukky than the unintelligible Mr Burns.....

.

Fair and full is your honest, jolly face,

Great chieftain of the sausage race!

Above them all you take your place,

Stomach, tripe, or intestines:

Well are you worthy of a grace

As long as my arm.

The groaning trencher there you fill,

Your buttocks like a distant hill,

Your pin would help to mend a mill

In time of need,

While through your pores the dews distill

Like amber bead.

His knife see rustic Labour wipe,

And cut you up with ready slight,

Trenching your gushing entrails bright,

Like any ditch;

And then, O what a glorious sight,

Warm steaming, rich!

Then spoon for spoon, the stretch and strive:

Devil take the hindmost, on they drive,

Till all their well swollen bellies by-and-by

Are bent like drums;

Then old head of the table, most like to burst,

'The grace!' hums.

Is there that over his French ragout,

Or olio that would sicken a sow,

Or fricassee would make her vomit

With perfect disgust,

Looks down with sneering, scornful _iew

On such a dinner?

Poor devil! see him over his trash,

As feeble as a withered rush,

His thin legs a good whip-lash,

His fist a nut;

Through bloody flood or field to dash,

O how unfit.

But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,

The trembling earth resounds his tread,

Clap in his ample fist a blade,

He'll make it whistle;

And legs, and arms, and heads will cut off

Like the heads of thistles.

You powers, who make mankind your care,

And dish them out their bill of fare,

Old Scotland wants no watery stuff,

That splashes in small wooden dishes;

But if you wish her grateful prayer,

Give her [Scotland] a Haggis!

"

Thank you most kind.

It may have escaped your notice but the first one you posted was in English x

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"or for the English (though it is a bit more yukky than the unintelligible Mr Burns.....

.

Fair and full is your honest, jolly face,

Great chieftain of the sausage race!

Above them all you take your place,

Stomach, tripe, or intestines:

Well are you worthy of a grace

As long as my arm.

The groaning trencher there you fill,

Your buttocks like a distant hill,

Your pin would help to mend a mill

In time of need,

While through your pores the dews distill

Like amber bead.

His knife see rustic Labour wipe,

And cut you up with ready slight,

Trenching your gushing entrails bright,

Like any ditch;

And then, O what a glorious sight,

Warm steaming, rich!

Then spoon for spoon, the stretch and strive:

Devil take the hindmost, on they drive,

Till all their well swollen bellies by-and-by

Are bent like drums;

Then old head of the table, most like to burst,

'The grace!' hums.

Is there that over his French ragout,

Or olio that would sicken a sow,

Or fricassee would make her vomit

With perfect disgust,

Looks down with sneering, scornful _iew

On such a dinner?

Poor devil! see him over his trash,

As feeble as a withered rush,

His thin legs a good whip-lash,

His fist a nut;

Through bloody flood or field to dash,

O how unfit.

But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,

The trembling earth resounds his tread,

Clap in his ample fist a blade,

He'll make it whistle;

And legs, and arms, and heads will cut off

Like the heads of thistles.

You powers, who make mankind your care,

And dish them out their bill of fare,

Old Scotland wants no watery stuff,

That splashes in small wooden dishes;

But if you wish her grateful prayer,

Give her [Scotland] a Haggis!

Thank you most kind.

It may have escaped your notice but the first one you posted was in English x "

Granny....the first one has always sounded a bit like gibberish to me .......runs and hides from all my Scottish pals

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I've always found the whole Burns thing to be just nonsense.

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By *ittle_brat_evie!! OP   Woman
over a year ago

evesham


"I've always found the whole Burns thing to be just nonsense."

Most traditions are but I like this one cos it mean haggis

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"I've always found the whole Burns thing to be just nonsense.

Most traditions are but I like this one cos it mean haggis "

A very fair point well made.

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By *ucsparkMan
over a year ago

dudley

I will be having a wee dram of nectar Dor

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By *ouplefunukCouple
over a year ago

North Bristol

Yep, we had haggis, neaps & tat ties with whiskey sauce. Lovely.

*Her*

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By *ouplefunukCouple
over a year ago

North Bristol

*tatties (dyac!)

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