It is tonight, isn't it? Here's a picture of Isaac not even trying vegetarian haggis. For the record, it turned out very tasty (I cooked it in chard leaves instead of somebody's bladder). Now I'm looking forward to some Laphroaig once the boys are in bed.
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No, wait, it's not a bladder, it's a stomach, isn't it?
Right, stomach. You play fitba with a bladder.
The plastic bag was actually the only non-animal part of the nilpferd Matriach's recipe. Though there may have been some onion and toasted oatmeal too, now I think about it.
I for one, as ever, really enjoyed my Burns supper. We had both types of haggis (vege & offal) and had a hilarious crack at addressing the haggis - which as anyone who's heard a blimpcast will know - isn't easy to do with a middle class english accent"!
Slainte, Mistress steenbeck: an' d'ye ye ken we may send yin the noo frae Scotland? Not that we'd send one to your good self, as we know you're a veggie - but I was thinking I might send one to the Gourds since they've written a song about eating one.
I bet the gourds would like that, TFD.
We had veggie haggis from a tin in scotland, and it was delicious, but I think mine was better...
French lentils cooked with bay leaves and other aromatics; mushrooms roasted with shallots and sage; oatmeal toasted in butter, chopped cashews; kidney beans; nutmeg, lemon, whiskey; 2 eggs; as much pepper as I could grind before my wrist grew tired, all wrapped in wilted chard leaves and then baked. Turned out extra good this year.
I was inordinately proud of myself. (pat pat pat on my back)
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