cooked haggisLast year you may remember, our Scottish friends Jan and Scotch Andrew treated us to a traditional Burns Night Supper. It was such a resounding success, we’ve been calling for a repeat since then. Who would have thought that an event centered around offal and oats stuffed in a sheep’s stomach would be such a hit on these shores? But haggis is surprisingly good. Not to mention that a traditional Scottish celebration has other attractions, which shall be addressed in this post.

We arrived at the house flying the Cross of St. Andrew just as one of the haggises (haggisi?) burst its seams in the pot it was boiling in. In some quarters I believe it’s said that a party hasn’t really started until a haggis has exploded, so we took it as a good sign. The haggis was quickly wrapped in cheesecloth and put back on the boil. May I also mention that Jan had even managed to source a vegetarian haggis, so never let it be said that our friends aren’t progressive and attuned to local tastes.

Soon Scots were turning up in their national dress.

Scots in kilts

The sporrans hanging in the front are man purses.

Scotsman's shoes

The shoes are pretty stylish, too.

knife in a Scotsman's sock

I can't tell you what Scotsmen wear under their kilts, but they do have knives in their socks.

This sartorial splendor led to near tears among the English guests who realized they have no real English National Costume.

morris dancers

Unless they decide to dress as Morris Dancers.

That idea was quickly rejected in favor of researching family trees, finding distant Scottish relatives, and buying kilts in those clans’ tartans.

Still, you don’t have to be tartan-clad to appreciate the finer points of Scottish culture. For instance, Andy was thrilled to find that the Scottish can quite happily serve a whole meal without a single green vegetable.

Neeps, tatties and haggis

Here neeps (turnips), tatties (potatoes) and haggis.

andy drinks scotch

And where else is it acceptable to drink large tumblers of Scotch with your dinner?

As befitting a holiday that commemorates Scotland’s national poet, Robert Burns’ Address to a Haggis was dramatically recited by Scotch Andrew — as a bagpipe MP3 played on the iPad. Homemade shortbread — also known as Scottish Crack — was served and devoured. More Scotch was drunk and a good time was had by all.

And we all learned a new bit of Robert Burns poetry. No, not that Haggis poem, which is too long. But a short sweet blessing before dinner, The Selkirk Grace:

Some hae meat and canna eat,
and some wad eat that want it,
but we hae meat and we can eat,
and sae the Lord be thankit.

Be warned, next year we are upping our game and making our own haggis! Note to self: see if Sonoma Market can source sheep’s stomach.