Fun with haggis

We went down the rabbit hole of haggis, tartan, bagpipes and wee drams of whiskey last weekend, and we liked it. The impetus was Burns Night, a Scottish holiday that commemorates the poet Robert Burns. Multiple people ER works with are Scottish, and they throw a huge Burns party/charity fundraiser every year. So we got gussied up and joined in.

This year's charity was the Motol Children's Hospital- a great reason to buy raffle tickets. BW and I won the Chivas Regal raffle at our table and just poured it 'round.

The haggis - offal and oats cooked in a sheep stomach - was marched into the hall with a bagpipes procession. After a Burns poem and a speech, it was speared with a knife and set out to eat. We were slightly afraid, but it wasn't that bad!

There were also toasts to the lads and lassies, prize raffles (we won a facial and Indian food), music, and - BW's "favorite", traditional Scottish dancing. The man who professed to never dance entered the thick of it and, I think, had fun.