I don't care for haggis, but then, I don't like tripe or brains or pigs ears or blood pudding or any of those things either.

After going to a number of Scottish festivals, though, it occurred to me that a lot of Scots traditions (throwing rocks and logs for competition) are based on being really, really poor.

I love haggis and a few of the things you mentioned!

I don't have a problem with the ingredients, but I prefer sausages on the spicy side - and blandness is a common trait among many examples of northern European cuisine.

Enter the Haggis--love it!

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hardly any of them actually eat it.

Traveling about Scotland a while back, I saw lots of them hanging in butcher shop windows, a fair amount of TV yapping about them, but hardly ever saw it on a menu, heard anyone talking about haggis the way we talk about turkey in November.

It's more like their version of fruitcake-- around the holidays tons of it is sold, but at the end of the evening the poor, unloved fruitcake sits there uncut and alone. Next to the mince pie.

I finally did find a restaurant in Edinburgh that had haggis on the menu. I ordered it and the waitress actually scowled for a bit.
When she brought it to the table, she almost threw it at me.

...and I ate haggis every day!

As well as haggis neeps & tatties I also had pork and haggis sausages (which were excellent) and a haggis burger (not quite as successful)

I only wish I had brought some Henderson's Relish with me as it's the ultimate condiment for haggis!

So, blessing

according to a now late Scots friend. Drench the haggis in whisky. Pipe the haggis into the room. Lick the whisky off. We mustn't be wasteful. Throw the haggis away.

Wolf

I love it complete with tatties and neeps!