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I know what it is, how it is made and cooked--even some of the history of haggis, but has anyone around here actually eaten it and liked it? If you have enjoyed haggis would you please tell me how it feels when you chew it, what the flavor could be compared to, how it is cut and served. I guess if you have eaten it and not enjoyed it, I'd appreciate your comments as well. With my roots in Scotland, I am a bit embarrassed to admit I've never been near the stuff myself.
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Kickle, you might try doing a google search on "eating haggis" and see if anything helpful comes up.
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Hey Kickle, I have Haggis at Christmas rather than January 25, and usually with battered neeps.
It has the consistency of minced-meat and oats. Like a crumbly meatloaf. It tastes good. It has varying amounts of cayenne pepper in it so it can be spicy, but not usually. When the outer covering (the sheep's stomach) is cut, it sort of splits and the contents emerge. You spoon it out to serve.
Battered neeps and mashed tatties -- traditional with Haggis -- is mashed turnips with cream and butter, mashed tatties are potatoes -- they're good too.
Note: The way food is seen changes through time. When my ancestors lived in Paisley, Stirling and Edinburgh, oysters and claret were food for the poor. Haggis is the great chieftain o' the pudding race as Robbie Burns put it. As he was a pauper, those who lionise him celebrate his birth by eating haggis and battered neeps — a poor man's feast — each January 25.
If you want to know more, my dad used to fry rolled oats with bacon , onions and pepper when I was a kid and that's often how we ate them. Okay if you're about to slay a mortal foe on the moors and you need something to keep your sporran warm, but for a grade three about to do battle with a spelling bee.... urgh.
BTW: Samuel Johnson in his first distionary defined oats thus: A grain, which in England is generally given to horses, but in Scotland appears to support the people.
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I've never heard of a battered neep. Or a haggis. I picture those poor neeps, looking for a lucky break but only getting more battered by the day...
I think of eggnog at the Christmas holiday. I hate it, but my dad always made it and served it with a jigger of whiskey and a sprinkling of nutmeg on the top. I drank it because he took such delight in preparing it. He's been gone nearly 12 years and at the holidays I find myself with a nostalgic desire for eggnog, simply cause I'm thinking of my dad.
But even though my aunt CLAIMS my ancestors were from Scotland, no one in our family has ever mentioned a neep before, battered or otherwise.
My question for you, hoptoad, is what does YOUR minced meat taste like? My mom makes mince meat pies out of venison, and she adds raisins to them, so it's a sweet thing, a desert food only. Is your minced meat more of a dinner fare? What's the flavor?
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Definitely savoury, like the sort of ground beef you might put on a breadroll and eat like a sandwich.
BTW: Odd thing: in Australia (and England too I think) is that 'mincemeat' and 'mince-pies' are traditional at Christmas but it is always minced dried fruit (often previously soaked in brandy), powerfully sweet but nothing carnivorous about it.
PS: I have a recipe book passed down from my great/great/grandfather (1870s) and it has two recipes for haggis, one simple, the other more elaborate. Reading either will make you queasy.
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It is savoury and pleasant to taste and eat. It's the idea that is a bit... offputting. But if you enjoy bacon and lamb's fry, or steak and kidney pie, you'll have no qualms about the flavour as it is milder than both of those. Leigh is right though, it has a muttony aftertaste.
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Kickle, I'm afraid you're getting only one side of the story.
Hoptoad, you're a flaming haggis fanboi.
It's not just the idea of haggis that puts people off, though that helps. If someone had served it to me without telling me what it is, I would have had the same reaction to it. Heck, half the people in Scotland don't actually like it, and they grew up with the stuff! It seems like just about every country has some food that half the population loves, and half hates. Japan has nato, Philipines has balut, and Scotland has haggis.
So, um, my description. I've had it twice, both times on Robbie Burns night. (You really should look up Ode to Haggis if you want to see how the fanboys regard it. Or just re-read hoptoad's post. Great chieftain of the pudding race indeed.) The consistency was, um, interesting - like meaty pudding with small chunks in it. It... oozes. The taste was nearly overwhelming, which I suppose is why some people adore it. Besides being spicy, it reminded me quite strongly of liver or kidney. I could only get seven bites down, and then every attempt after that, I ended up gagging.
If it had had the same consistency and tasted less strong, or if it had had a firmer consistency and tasted the same, I might have been able to finish it.
The neeps and tatties were alright, though. Scottish people eat it the same as they do any other meat dish: fork in the left hand, knife in the right (I still eat that way - much more efficient), combining the meat part with the mashed turnips and potatoes (often loosely mixed) on the back of the fork. I suppose it tends to dilute the haggis, but that didn't help me.
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Hoptoad--thank you, thank you, that was exactly what I needed to know. My story takes place in the mid 19th century and the haggis is part of an off season Robbie Burns night given by a Scot (now living in America) to surprise his guests. My POV is a woman who was born in Edinburgh, so,she thinks of the haggis is a great treat. I love turnips, so that part of the meal is easy to imagine, but I suspect that if I were to experiment and make a haggis, it would be horrible. Elan, my family eat mince pies made mostly of dried fruit. I got quite a shock the first time my husband's mother doled out slices of venison mince pie. Now I eat which ever is on my plate. Trousercuit, I'll remember your discription as well and make a place you at the dinner table as a minor character.
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I detest spiced meat. It always seems like a ploy to get me to eat something that's gone bad. And given just how green meat has to get before I won't eat it, that's pretty bad.
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but then, I have never had one that oozed the way trouser-recruit describes
Don't even get me started on Irn Bru, tripe and onions or for something sassenach; black pudding (I, myself, am a proponent of the ancient art of ecky-thump) or human kidneys and chianti... mmm
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After the Roman Empire conquered the entire known world when they finally arrived at the Scottish border, they took one look, gave up in despair, and built a wall. Seeing a people who enjoy bagpipe music, golf as a pass time, and haggis as the national entrée, what else could they do? To the rest of the world, haggis is tripe masquerading as food, bagpipe music frightens grown men, and golf is flog spelled backwards. (Not to mention kilts and charging into battle painted blue and stark naked.:eek
My son says haggis is spicy and chewy with some soft bits and some not so soft bits but okay if you don’t mind eating internal organs. His friend threw up, which the rest of the family thought very funny. I find both reactions are normal, depending on the individual.
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To be fair, I believe that most of those things were actually designed with the idea of frightening grown men. I'm just not in the "food is an adventure" camp. Once I got old enough to figure out that there was a difference between things that were "food" and things that were "not food", I generally stopped eating things that clearly belonged in the "not food" catagory, no matter what arbitrary designation had been put on them. For example, I don't eat olives. They aren't terrible or offensive, but they simply do not taste like food to me.
Spicy meat (particularly pork sausage) clearly tastes like something that should have been thrown away. I have no idea how anyone can fail to recognized that. Actually, I have a suspicion that people who like it know it tastes like garbage and get a perverse thrill out of eating something that their common sense tells them should be just as illicit as raiding the kitchen waste bin. It's because when they were little their parents were always yelling at them for pulling things out of the garbage. Adults are always throwing totally edible things away for silly reasons, kids understand this. Sausage is their revenge.
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I find that haggis nicely counterbalances Bunnahabhain, which is after all the only civilized drink.
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It's not that golf is flog spelled backwards. It's that it was originally played by hitting the golf ball sized bits of your defeated enemies with their golf club sized bits. Now excuse me whilst I go have a case of the jibblies.
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