Fred Basset by Alex Graham for February 10, 2021

And perchance a wee dram of Glenmorangie.

And at the end of the night, a good time will have been had by all. Haggis would be right up each of your alley. Don’t stuff too much.

See Fred, he may snatch a bone now and then but he doesn’t hoard the haggis! Celebrate! A fortnight late though boys…

Never heard of this here across the pond, thank you Google.

Aye, I’ve carried in mony a haggis when I worked in Hospitality, the great Chieftain ’o the Pudding Race….

Enjoy your Yummies Lads !

Ahhh, haggis, glenlivet & dear ol’ “Bobby” Burns!

Jock looks so sweet welcoming his pals

Ewww! I’d say it’s better for dogs than humans

Haggis: Scottish dish consisting of a sheep’s or calf’s offal mixed with suet, oatmeal, and seasoning and boiled in a bag, traditionally one made from the animal’s stomach. Ofal: the entrails and internal organs of an animal used as food…..no thanks!

THANKS to A common ’tator…

https://americanscottishfoundation.com/events/2020-burns-night.html

“Robert Burns is regarded as the national poet of Scotland and is acknowledged by recent public vote to be “The Most Important Scot” by the people of Scotland. Burns was born on January 25, 1759 and died on July 21, 1796 at the age of 37. "

“The Burns Supper celebrates, in words and music, the immortal memory of Robert Burns and Scotland’s heritage. The first recorded Burns celebration was held in 1801, when a group of his good friends gathered – and so was born the legendary “Burns Supper.””

Ugh.

No thank you. This Yank will pass on the Haggis. But I wouldn’t mind the “wee dram” part suggested by houndhollerer.

I’ve eaten alligator, kangaroo, emu, moose, bison, and venison, but I drew the line at haggis!

We had a wee celebration but with Cock-A-Leekie soup and lamb chops and taties and onions.

all must be forgiven between Fred and Jock!

To all you haggis-haters, it’s really delicious! I had it at least thrice when I was in Scotland on holiday (as they say across the pond).

Queen Elizabeth found herself with some extra time after dedicating a new hospital wing in Edinburgh, so she decided to tour the rest of the facility.

In one large room she greeted the first patient, who replied, "Scots wha’ hae wi’ Wallace bled …

Puzzled, she moved on to the second patient and greeted him, only to meet with “My luve is like a red, red, rose …”

Further nonplussed, she moved on to the third, who responded to her greeting with “Wee sleekit, tim’rous little beastie …”

Having had enough of this, she asked her guide, “What is this – the Insanity Ward?”

“Oh, no, Your Majesty.

”It’s the Burns Unit."

- Scottish guest performer on A Prairie Home Companion

“A dog’s a dog for a’ that”