If I remember correctly, this restaurant occupied a corner on King St. a few blocks up from restaurant row nearer to the Masonic Temple spire.
We used to celebrate Robert Burns’s birthday there every year back in the 80’s. Really nice place. Lots of atmosphere, but loud as hell on a weekend night. Wasn’t it called “Scotland Yard?” Memory fails me after all these years. Never got up the nerve (or was drunk enough) to try haggis. Bought a real nice white, hand-woven, wool fisherman’s sweater there once. IIRC, it had a “really” nice price tag on it as well.
Typically, I'd have the steamed asparagus, spiral wrapped in smoked salmon and drizzled with hollondaise. For the entree, I'd go for the Royal Stuart Quail with the blackberry bramble mist for dessert :-)