I just returned from my first ever Burns dinner–the Scottish celebration of Robert Burns (or, as they say, Rabbie Buns). This was courtesy of Scottish Power in NYC. We had an address to the haggis, a speech to the lassies, a parting rendition of Auld Lang Syne, pipers to pipe us in and out. Wonderful stuff (and I do not have a drop of Scottish blood, the MacBrookhisers not being a recognized clan).