Yes, that annual event of drinking scotch and reciting poetry that no one understands. We decided to host a small Robbie Burns dinner here this year and Chris and I spent yesterday and today preparing for it. Scotch eggs, scotch, pretend haggis, neeps and tatties, scotch, tablet, Scottish shortbread, and of course, scotch. Throw in some toasts and a round of Auld Lang Syne and you've got a great evening. Everyone had a blast and went away stuffed and looking forward to next year's celebration.
The picture is of a piece of shortbread sitting on freshly-made Scottish tablet. The food blog has a full account (with recipes) of the evening.