Haggis: Eat it, or Pet it?
by Gini Rifkin
I can appreciate the ancient theory that stuffing chopped heart, liver, and lungs into a sheep's stomach and boiling it was a convenient and ingenious method to ensure these parts were utilized and not wasted. But the thought of eating Haggis pretty much leaves me feeling like this...
Disguising it, probably won't work for me either...........
Haggis is traditionally served with "neeps and tatties" (Scots: turnip and potato, boiled and mashed separately), especially as the main course of a Burns supper.
Nice seeing your honest, chubby face,
Great chieftain of the sausage race!
Above them all you take your place,
Belly, tripe, or links:
Well are you worthy of a grace
As long as my arm.
Then there is the OTHER haggis!
A "Haggis" is a small Scottish animal with one set of legs longer than the other so that it can stand on the steep Scottish Highlands without falling over. Unfortunately this results in the poor creature only being able to circle the mountain in one direction.
In an attempt to preserve the wild Haggis in it natural habitat, several sanctuaries have been set up. These are self-funded by the sale of "Hagpoo". Hagpoo is the made from the droppings of the Haggis mixed with 3 other natural ingredients (Thistle sap, Scotch mist and a secret ingredient). This mixture is processed into 'bricks' and then fire treated for 3 days. Hagpoo is said to burn 3 times as hot as coal and lasts 5 times longer.
And if you believe all this, I think there's some swamp land for sale in Florida!
Sorry there aren't really Haggis critters.
About GiniGini Rifkin lives in Colorado on a little patch of land caring for her twelve abandoned animals including donkeys, goats, ducks, geese, bunnies, and cats. Writing keeps her sane--almost. Friends and family are her greatest treasure.
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