IT BURNS, IT BURNS

 Well, it’s been over six months since Burns Night and a spare haggis has been lurking in the freezer since then, so it seemed time to eat it.

 

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We couldn’t be doing with the whole neeps and tatties business (Google just autocorrected that as “neeps and tattoos”) so we thought we’d make a pie.  But the local supermarket didn’t have any ready-made pastry and we weren’t in the mood to make it from scratch, so we made a haggis shepherds pie instead.  

 

I mean it’s assemblage rather than cooking - you heat up the haggis, and yes I admit a microwave oven was involved, and then you boil and mash some perfectly ordinary potatoes, put it together and place it in a non-microwave oven for a spell, and there you have it.

 

I thought it looked all right in the pan, if a bit unnecessarily deconstructed on the plate.

 

But it tasted absolutely fine, exactly the way you’d imagine a haggis shepherds pie would.  And there were leftovers the next day.  A summer treat and no mistake.