…In Which We Voluntarily Eat Sheep Organs…


We attended a Burns Supper last night at St. Columba’s Scottish Presbyterian Church in Budapest. Celebrating the anniversary of the birth of Robert Burns, the Bard of Ayrshire,  Burns Suppers are a lot like the military tradition of dining in. There is pomp and ceremony, wit and laughter, an established order of proceedings, and a whole lot of adult beverages.

The latter of which makes particular sense at a Burns Supper because the featured entree is haggis, and deadening any relevant nerve endings would seem to be a good way to keep it down.

As one of my uncles (in)famously observed, “Anything tastes good when you’re hungry.” We can therefore conclude ye auld Scots must have been starved.

A toast to Robbie Burns, and to our friends who help keep his memory alive in such an enjoyable way!


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