Dolly is invited to the McGregor’s for supper. Unfortunately, she doesn’t know what the recipe for haggis contains. (109 characters)
twittering tales 14; January 24, 2017
(c) Lorraine
my frilly freudian slip
Dolly is invited to the McGregor’s for supper. Unfortunately, she doesn’t know what the recipe for haggis contains. (109 characters)
twittering tales 14; January 24, 2017
(c) Lorraine
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January 24, 2017 at 4:25 pm
Ooff! or should that be “hoof” …. methinks she should take to her hooves and run ;)
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January 24, 2017 at 5:18 pm
Yes, especially as that is one of the few parts that doesn’t end up in the haggis.
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January 24, 2017 at 5:19 pm
very true!
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January 24, 2017 at 3:00 pm
lol….soon to find out I am sure…
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January 24, 2017 at 5:31 pm
Much to her horror I’m afraid. And it’s such an awful food too.
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January 24, 2017 at 5:34 pm
I have been spared such horrors
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January 24, 2017 at 5:49 pm
Good thing your name isn’t McGrogan, lol
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January 24, 2017 at 5:50 pm
My mums dad came from Glasgow. Not sure if haggis was something he liked.
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January 24, 2017 at 5:56 pm
I’m not sure if haggis is something anyone REALLY likes! lol There is “fake” haggis now too that doesn’t use some of the more offensive parts.
Scots on my mother’s side and haggis was never on the menu.
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January 24, 2017 at 6:00 pm
My mum was meat and three veg.
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January 24, 2017 at 6:02 pm
My mom would have been a vegetarian if my father (and I) weren’t carnivores.
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January 24, 2017 at 6:03 pm
Such things never heard of at my place.
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January 24, 2017 at 6:05 pm
She grew up with fresh veg. all around. Her sister the same way. Don’t know what their dad liked — suspect he mustn’t have been a meat and 3 veg man. Vegetarians before their time. Tho my mother did like bacon.
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January 24, 2017 at 6:07 pm
Bacon was a treat for us. Sunday morning after mass bacon and eggs.
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January 24, 2017 at 6:12 pm
We had it as a treat with pancakes on Sunday. No mass or church service necessary to obtain. Also, she used bacon on top of her home made baked beans.
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January 24, 2017 at 6:14 pm
The other thing my mother made was home made spaghetti
Not sure how she made it but we loved it
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January 24, 2017 at 6:16 pm
My father was very scheduled in how he liked to eat. I knew what day of the week it was because of what we ate for supper. I still remember the menu.
Homemade spaghetti sounds great.
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January 24, 2017 at 6:19 pm
Yes the menu was very organised wasn’t it. Tuesday night we had what mum called curry. It was more colour than flavour.
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January 24, 2017 at 6:34 pm
Tuesday was an either or day — in the spring/summer, it would be pretty much vegetables; winter the dreaded bounce off the floor meatloaf.
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January 24, 2017 at 6:36 pm
Lol…I like meatloaf but Jordan doesn’t.
My mum was terrible with meat. No matter what it was elephants arse
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January 24, 2017 at 7:14 pm
in the witch’s cauldron, in the midnight mirror
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January 24, 2017 at 7:25 pm
My mother was better with veggies. Ham she could handle, and strangely, when we’d get a duck from her sister’s farm, she could do that okay. We got a lot of our meat from there.
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January 24, 2017 at 7:27 pm
Common back then if you knew someone on a farm to get meat from them. We didn’t.
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January 24, 2017 at 7:30 pm
We moved a lot, so we weren’t always close enough to get the fresh meat and veg. Trouble was — my cousins named all the animals, so you felt very personally towards your meal.
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January 24, 2017 at 8:24 pm
We had a poddy lamb that was very difficult to eat😂
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January 24, 2017 at 8:54 pm
What’s poddy lamb?
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January 24, 2017 at 9:13 pm
An orphaned lamb. We took it in bottle fed it everyone got attached to it made the eating unpleasant
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January 24, 2017 at 10:27 pm
Oh, I can imagine it would be very hard. I didn’t meet the meat so much as knew it’s name. My grandfather often won live turkeys — and there was always a debate over whether to have him for supper or not.
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January 24, 2017 at 10:28 pm
Grandfather or the turkey 🦃?
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January 24, 2017 at 10:32 pm
I think it was the turkey, but my grandfather was rather short and round.
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January 24, 2017 at 10:33 pm
And probably tougher than the turkey 🦃
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January 24, 2017 at 10:34 pm
He was actually a softie! The turkeys were scrappers.lol
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January 24, 2017 at 7:31 pm
I can even remember when my mother ground her own hamburger meat with a silver metal meat grinder that attached to the kitchen counter or our table. That’s when I was very young.
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January 24, 2017 at 8:24 pm
Yep mum had one too
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January 24, 2017 at 6:13 pm
My mother made these small “silver dollar pancakes” and we had real maple syrup.
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January 24, 2017 at 6:14 pm
My mother had some strange food ideas.
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January 24, 2017 at 6:17 pm
The question is how many did u inherit
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January 24, 2017 at 6:18 pm
Very few, well okay, some but not the worst!
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January 24, 2017 at 2:46 pm
Oh no! Poor Dolly!!! 😱
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January 24, 2017 at 3:10 pm
Sheep need to learn to use the internet!
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January 24, 2017 at 3:35 pm
Haha! Sheep are not known for thinking for themselves! Haha! Just sayin’ 😉
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January 24, 2017 at 5:18 pm
No, they do have leadership issues.
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January 24, 2017 at 5:35 pm
😀😀
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