We cast our nets to hold on fast
On the occasion of
spatch's birthday, we ordered a ton of sweet ribs and pulled pork and chicken and brisket and butter crack cake from the Smoke Shop and continued our unofficial tradition of cinematically visiting different eras of New York with James Goldman's They Might Be Giants (1971). I gave him an IOU for his on-the-way gift of Lola Montès (1955). My anniversary T-shirt had finally arrived from the UK, so I opened it ceremoniously for my unbirthday. We had to deal in the afternoon with something of a literal person from Porlock, but after dark we got out to view the progress of the GLX, which is beginning to look eerily real. Some year, perhaps again a Burns Supper.



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There used to be one run out of the Burren in Davis Square! For several years it coincided with
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I only heard about the Burren's after they stopped doing it, alas. But maybe they'll resume.
I think I could make a haggis, depending on the level of "from scratch".
(Also Happy Birthday To Spatch!)
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I think the trickiest part is the organ meats, but if you have a good local butcher, I bet it can be done. I have never tried it myself, to be fair.
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I know of a couple butcher shops around here if McKinnon's can't supply (but I'd bet on them). I've cooked kidneys, livers, and hearts, though all separately.
So not this year, but maybe one of these years. :)