Discussion What's for dinner tonight?

[peachesNpoison]

You know it!

Have you ever tried those mexican crackers, Saladitas? It might sound odd to talk about quality of saltine brands, but they're amazing.

 

[Xaphous]

Was pretty good

 

[gnrluver0105]

Have you ever tried those mexican crackers, Saladitas? It might sound odd to talk about quality of saltine brands, but they're amazing.

They are great, here we mainly only consume this crackers, they are great with Tuna with mayo

 

[Deafsn0w]

Yes mac & cheese is my favorite food

 

[deathbycakes]

have no food at home cause idiot brother ate it all.
prob gonna eat instant ramen or skip dinner

 

[user90872]

Instant food from supermarket.

 

[MistakesHappen]

Home-made Arancini, a typical "dish" here in Italy

 

[Lra888]

fried egg and an apple w/tea

 

[therhydler]

Spaghetti and crisps

 

[MsM3talGamer]

Some leftover roast chicken with potatoes.

 

[Johnnythefox]

Whatever I pull out of here, not much to choose from, but why make life complicated. The beer I bought for Xmas day but didn't drink, I lost my taste for alcohol some time ago.

 

[Smilla]

You know it!

Yes and they are good with ginger ale for an upset tummy.

Hope you are feeling better.

 

[Smilla]

Whatever I pull out of here, not much to choose from, but why make life complicated. The beer I bought for Xmas day but didn't drink, I lost my taste for alcohol some time ago.
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No offense man but that is one sad looking fridge.

Enjoyed my haggis last night!

 

[Johnnythefox]

No offense man but that is one sad looking fridge.

Enjoyed my haggis last night!

Yeah it kind of sums up my life, I only eat for the sake of it.
I thought that you were kidding about the haggis, I didn't think it was available in the US. Did you have bashed neeps and champit tatties with it, and maybe a wee dram of the amber nectar?

 

[Smilla]

Yeah it kind of sums up my life, I only eat for the sake of it.
I thought that you were kidding about the haggis, I didn't think it was available in the US. Did you have bashed neeps and champit tatties with it, and maybe a wee dram of the amber nectar?

Why is haggis "blessed"? My brother belongs to a fancy schmancy private club and each year they have a blessing of the haggis and play the pipes...on haggis day or something?

I had leftover tatties, yes. I can't tell you where I acquired the illegal haggis, fbi and all...

 

[Johnnythefox]

Why is haggis "blessed"? My brother belongs to a fancy schmancy private club and each year they have a blessing of the haggis and play the pipes...on haggis day or something?

I had leftover tatties, yes. I can't tell you where I acquired the illegal haggis, fbi and all...

It's a tradition to celebrate the life of Rabbie Burns on the 25th of January. It's not a blessing at all, but an address to the haggis were the addressee recites the following Burns poem.

Address to a Haggis.
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o the puddin'-race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye worthy o' a grace
As lang's my arm.

The groaning trencher there ye fill,
Your hurdies like a distant hill,
Your pin wad help to mend a mill
In time o need,
While thro your pores the dews distil
Like amber bead.

His knife see rustic Labour dight,
An cut you up wi ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like onie ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm-reekin, rich!

Then, horn for horn, they stretch an strive:
Deil tak the hindmost, on they drive,
Till a' their weel-swall'd kytes belyve
Are bent like drums;
The auld Guidman, maist like to rive,
'Bethankit' hums.

Is there that owre his French ragout,
Or olio that wad staw a sow,
Or fricassee wad mak her spew
Wi perfect scunner,
Looks down wi sneering, scornfu view
On sic a dinner?

Poor devil! see him owre his trash,
As feckless as a wither'd rash,
His spindle shank a guid whip-lash,
His nieve a nit;
Thro bloody flood or field to dash,
O how unfit!

But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread,
Clap in his walie nieve a blade,
He'll make it whissle;
An legs an arms, an heads will sned,
Like taps o thrissle.

Ye Pow'rs, wha mak mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill o fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
That jaups in luggies:
But, if ye wish her gratefu prayer,
Gie her a Haggis

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burns_supper

 

[Smilla]

It's a tradition to celebrate the life of Rabbie Burns on the 25th of January. It's not a blessing at all, but an address to the haggis were the addressee recites the following Burns poem.

Address to a Haggis.
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o the puddin'-race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye worthy o' a grace
As lang's my arm.

The groaning trencher there ye fill,
Your hurdies like a distant hill,
Your pin wad help to mend a mill
In time o need,
While thro your pores the dews distil
Like amber bead.

His knife see rustic Labour dight,
An cut you up wi ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like onie ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm-reekin, rich!

Then, horn for horn, they stretch an strive:
Deil tak the hindmost, on they drive,
Till a' their weel-swall'd kytes belyve
Are bent like drums;
The auld Guidman, maist like to rive,
'Bethankit' hums.

Is there that owre his French ragout,
Or olio that wad staw a sow,
Or fricassee wad mak her spew
Wi perfect scunner,
Looks down wi sneering, scornfu view
On sic a dinner?

Poor devil! see him owre his trash,
As feckless as a wither'd rash,
His spindle shank a guid whip-lash,
His nieve a nit;
Thro bloody flood or field to dash,
O how unfit!

But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread,
Clap in his walie nieve a blade,
He'll make it whissle;
An legs an arms, an heads will sned,
Like taps o thrissle.

Ye Pow'rs, wha mak mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill o fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
That jaups in luggies:
But, if ye wish her gratefu prayer,
Gie her a Haggis

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burns_supper

I need a Scottish dictionary to translate, Holy God!

 

[Johnnythefox]

I need a Scottish dictionary to translate, Holy God!

Address to a Haggis Translation.
Good luck to you and your honest, plump face,
Great chieftain of the sausage race!
Above them all you take your place,
Stomach, tripe, or intestines:
Well are you worthy of a grace
As long as my arm.

The groaning trencher there you fill,
Your buttocks like a distant hill,
Your pin would help to mend a mill
In time of need,
While through your pores the dews distill
Like amber bead.

His knife see rustic Labour wipe,
And cut you up with ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like any ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm steaming, rich!

Then spoon for spoon, the stretch and strive:
Devil take the hindmost, on they drive,
Till all their well swollen bellies by-and-by
Are bent like drums;
Then old head of the table, most like to burst,
'The grace!' hums.

Is there that over his French ragout,
Or olio that would sicken a sow,
Or fricassee would make her vomit
With perfect disgust,
Looks down with sneering, scornful view
On such a dinner?

Poor devil! see him over his trash,
As feeble as a withered rush,
His thin legs a good whip-lash,
His fist a nut;
Through bloody flood or field to dash,
O how unfit.

But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread,
Clap in his ample fist a blade,
He'll make it whistle;
And legs, and arms, and heads will cut off
Like the heads of thistles.

You powers, who make mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill of fare,
Old Scotland wants no watery stuff,
That splashes in small wooden dishes;
But if you wish her grateful prayer,
Give her [Scotland] a Haggis!

 

[Smilla]

Address to a Haggis Translation.
Good luck to you and your honest, plump face,
Great chieftain of the sausage race!
Above them all you take your place,
Stomach, tripe, or intestines:
Well are you worthy of a grace
As long as my arm.

The groaning trencher there you fill,
Your buttocks like a distant hill,
Your pin would help to mend a mill
In time of need,
While through your pores the dews distill
Like amber bead.

His knife see rustic Labour wipe,
And cut you up with ready slight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like any ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm steaming, rich!

Then spoon for spoon, the stretch and strive:
Devil take the hindmost, on they drive,
Till all their well swollen bellies by-and-by
Are bent like drums;
Then old head of the table, most like to burst,
'The grace!' hums.

Is there that over his French ragout,
Or olio that would sicken a sow,
Or fricassee would make her vomit
With perfect disgust,
Looks down with sneering, scornful view
On such a dinner?

Poor devil! see him over his trash,
As feeble as a withered rush,
His thin legs a good whip-lash,
His fist a nut;
Through bloody flood or field to dash,
O how unfit.

But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread,
Clap in his ample fist a blade,
He'll make it whistle;
And legs, and arms, and heads will cut off
Like the heads of thistles.

You powers, who make mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill of fare,
Old Scotland wants no watery stuff,
That splashes in small wooden dishes;
But if you wish her grateful prayer,
Give her [Scotland] a Haggis!

Thank you.

All hail Scotland and Haggis.

I would curtesy if I could.

 

[Johnnythefox]

Thank you.

All hail Scotland and Haggis.

I would curtesy if I could.

https://scotlandwelcomesyou.com/scottish-sayings/

 

[Smilla]

https://scotlandwelcomesyou.com/scottish-sayings/

I've signed up for a tour.

And a Scottish language class.

When my brother travelled there he said he had a good time but 1). Couldn't understand what the fuck people were saying and 2). Almost got beat up in a bar when he said he was Catholic.

I have Scots blood in me, for sure.

 

[Johnnythefox]

I've signed up for a tour.

And a Scottish language class.

When my brother travelled there he said he had a good time but 1). Couldn't understand what the fuck people were saying and 2). Almost got beat up in a bar when he said he was Catholic.

I have Scots blood in me, for sure.

I have trouble understanding what people are saying at times, and getting beaten up for being the wrong religion is a major past time here. I did a piece on sectarianism in my Glasgow tale.
[URL="https://sanctioned-suicide.net/threads/a-glasgow-tale.8555/#post-155040"]A Glasgow tale.[/URL]

 

[Johnnythefox]

I have trouble understanding what people are saying at times, and getting beaten up for being the wrong religion is a major past time here. I did a piece on sectarianism in my Glasgow tale.
A Glasgow tale.

And there are bars that are off limits to both sides.
One is Catholic and one is Protestant.

 

[Smilla]

I have trouble understanding what people are saying at times, and getting beaten up for being the wrong religion is a major past time here. I did a piece on sectarianism in my Glasgow tale.
A Glasgow tale.

I now have more fodder for my suicide folder—I've printed out the right to die as a civil right and other shit, because I can't express myself as well as these geniuses

This speech blows my mind!!!!!

 

[Johnnythefox]

I now have more fodder for my suicide folder—I've printed out the right to die as a civil right and other shit, because I can't express myself as well as these geniuses

This speech blows my mind!!!!!

A rat race is for rats, we are not rats!

He was one of the good guys in a long line of people standing up to the system, John MacLean was another. I'd need to look up others, there is no one these days who is carrying the torch, Scotland has become a wasteland thanks to numerous tory governments.

 

[Smilla]

A rat race is for rats, we are not rats!

He was one of the good guys in a long line of people standing up to the system, John McLean was another. I'd need to look up others, there is no one these days who is carrying the torch, Scotland has become a wasteland thanks to numerous tory governments.

I sent the article/speech to my brother and said he should memorize for Scottish holiday memorializing Burns at his club, but I doubt it would go over well and brother leans to the right of Hitler...

1972! He was woke, and the system is still broke.

 

[Johnnythefox]

I sent the article/speech to my brother and said he should memorize for Scottish holiday memorializing Burns at his club, but I doubt it would go over well and brother leans to the right of Hitler...

1972! He was woke, and the system is still broke.

Scotland has always been a leftist country and the right have always been a minority. Because we are still shackled to the United kingdom means we are governed by a party we did not vote for.

 

[Hunter]

Recent but not tonight's din. "Organic" mac and cheese. Instant, processed... but somehow organic. Weird world we live in.

 

[Smilla]

Scotland has always been a leftist country and the right have always been a minority. Because we are still shackled to the United kingdom means we are governed by a party we did not vote for.

Do you support the Royals?

I find it appalling that they still exist, why do they?

 

[Smilla]

View attachment 4706 "Organic" mac and cheese. Instant, processed... but somehow organic. Weird world we live in.

Organic means how it was grown, cheese processed etc.

And all food is processed in some way—take a hunk of meat and put it on the fire and it's processed.