hag·gis – noun Chiefly Scot. A traditional pudding made of the heart, liver, etc., of a sheep or calf, minced with suet and oatmeal, seasoned, and boiled in the stomach of the animal.
S gave me a can of Haggis last weekend and has been checking with me since to see if it has been consumed. So this morning I decided that now was the time to do so. At first I was at a loss as to how the damn thing should be heated. I had to pry the wrapping off the can to get to the instructions on the reverse side. This is how it looked.


After much tribulation I managed to get the casing too off the Haggis (which was sealed with little metal clasps) and heated it in the microwave for four minutes (as specified). I then put the meat on buttered toast with cheese.
My first reaction was that I can taste the bread and I can taste the cheese but why can I not taste the Haggis. The reason being that the substance is largely tasteless. Maybe my gustatory system is not working as well as I would like it to but the fact of the matter is that it IS rather insipid.
The bit of Haggis that was gifted to me had venison liver as the primary ingredient. Although there are many recipes, it is normally made with sheep’s ‘pluck’ (heart, liver, and lungs), minced with onion, oatmeal, spices, and salt, mixed with stock, and traditionally boiled in the animal’s stomach for approximately an hour. Truth be told, the only thing I could taste was the oatmeal. The instructions ask you to eat it with mashed potatoes and turnip (or neeps and tatties as the Scots say), or on toast (as I did) or mix it up with whisky and serve with a generous portion of fresh cream. I strongly doubt anything can augment a taste which does not exist in the first place.

Interestingly, Haggis is still very much a part of everyday Scottish life. So much so that Haggis Hurling is a popular sport with a World Haggis Hurling Championship which is held each year. The challenge is to hurl the haggis as far as possible for distance and accuracy from atop a platform (usually a whisky barrel). A split or burst haggis is immediately disqualified (in keeping with its ‘historical’ roots that the haggis must be fit to eat).
Currently the import of Haggis into the USA is illegal. If only it were the same with Asian countries.

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May 22, 2008 at 03:41 p05
davematt
Lol. That was funny, you have ensured that atleast a few people are never going to risk Haggis.
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May 22, 2008 at 03:41 p05
costech
Well, P seemed to like it
May 22, 2008 at 03:41 p05
KN
I thiink Cos must have been a vegetarian in her last life. I had Haggis just the way Cos prepared it . It was wonderful, tasted great (maybe a little low on chilli and pepper)
May 22, 2008 at 03:41 p05
cheerfulskeptic
you’re quite a philistine to not like haggis
May 22, 2008 at 03:41 p05
costech
Skeptic – You are calling me a philistine? Well, haggis can hardly be called an art form.
KN – You will eat anything. Remember the ant soup in Laos?
May 22, 2008 at 03:41 p05
raincoaster
Haggis hurling is easy once you’ve had a dozen shots of Scotch.
May 22, 2008 at 03:41 p05
costech
Rain – I am sure. I shall most def plan a trip and catch the live action. Maybe during the World Championship
May 23, 2008 at 03:41 p05
Shrey
Hey! i loved all three posts. please keep writing
May 23, 2008 at 03:41 p05
costech
Thank you Shrey. You are too kind
May 26, 2008 at 03:41 p05
jamesviscosi
I had no idea haggis came in a can. We have a recipe for haggis in one of our cookbooks (“With the Grain” by Raymond Sokolov, in the oatmeal section) with a note that the only way to make it in the U.S. is to raise and slaughter your own sheep, because the sale of lungs is illegal. Notwithstanding my post about Uncle Ben’s 90-second rice, we actually do cook on occasion; but raising and slaughtering a sleep is farther than I want to go for a recipe.
May 27, 2008 at 03:41 p05
costech
Hey James. Yea, we hardly live in caves anymore these days that we have to hunt or grow our own food
May 28, 2008 at 03:41 p05
KN
James
That is interesting ……start breeding sheep in your backyard to enjoy eating Haggis. The alternative is too expensive – fly all all the way to Europe!
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