I’ve always gotten a kick out of Americans who look down their noses at British food. Those of us of Scots-Irish heritage — a substantial percentage — grew up eating mostly the same stuff.
Well, without the eel, of course.
And the haggis.
“Those of us of Scots-Irish heritage a substantial percentage grew up eating mostly the same stuff.”
I’ve never had the Haggis Laddie! Of course I was raised in the South and down there it was BACON!!!!
“Those of us of Scots-Irish heritage a substantial percentage grew up eating mostly the same stuff.”
Ah, hold the BLOOD pudding and the BLOOD sausage please. Any my mom’s fried potatoes never left a puddle of grease on my plate.
I actually ate the haggis at a Robert Burns dinner several years ago. I thought it wasn’t bad. Perhaps I should try it again sober and see how it tastes...