Despite yesterday being a ‘non-day’ we managed to do a bit about Robert Burns and had a good luck at the poem Ode To A Haggis. Iona and I put a small display up on the wall which included Scott tartans.
We checked out the proper way to do a Burn’s Supper-and promptly ignored nearly all of it.Sr Kath arrived and we welcomed our guest without whiskey. She can proudly claim that the bard is buried in her home town of Dumfries.Thanks to the way the last couple of days had one, we had completely forgotten to make the trifle! However Iona got Alex to give her his special flapjack recipe and she set about making that instead.
FLAPJACKs8oz soft brown sugar8oz butter
2tbsp of golden syrup or clear honey
12oz Scottish jumbo oats
4 or 5 pieces of stem ginger in syrup-chopped.
Grease an 8″ X 12″ tin or something of a similar size. Chop the ginger and DON’T eat any-it’s a discipline thing.
Put the butter, sugar and syrup in a pan and heat gently until the mixture melts- stir it a little to bring it together. Remove it from the heat and pour in the oats and add ginger. Stir it all together and then pour it into the prepared tin and flatten it out.
It goes in the oven at Gas mark 2/3 (about 150C) for 35/40mins.
Get it out and let it cool a little before cutting and then wait for it to be cold before separating the pieces.
This is a great recipe and not too sweet. Alex has added coconut and/or chocolate at times and Iona has used it as a topping for apple crumble- really lovely.
Haggis, Neeps and tatties
I boiled the haggis-3 of them to feed 9 of us although the last 3 count as one slightly greedy person.
Peel a pile of spuds and chop them-add them to very lightly salted water and boil.
Chop and peel one and a half turnips and boil.
When the neeps and tatties are cooked, drain and mash them with a bit of butter.
Remove Haggis one at a time from boiling water and place on a plate before a husband (if no husband is available improvise). The husband takes the traditional ceremonial dirk-okay so he takes the kitchen knife- and plunges it into the beastie. At this point someone is supposed to be reciting the Ode to a Haggis, but no one was. Earlier that day Alex had recited the poem in the voice of the Swedish Chef from the Muppets-but the less said about that the better.
Make gravy and serve.
The children love this meal -and it’s easy baby food.
After the ‘supper’ we went and sat around the fire with a cuppa and Sr Kath and a good time was had by all. We didn’t end the evening with ‘Auld Lang Syne’ but Sr Kath was treated to Ronan reading her a story (one of his ORT books) and had the wonders of LazyTown extolled to her.
It was a good night.