Monday, January 26, 2026

 Robert Burns Supper -

Grace, Haggis, Toasts, Auld Lang Syne -

      missed it again - Rats!

(It was last night. Maybe next year. I always think you could do it with a pasty instead of a haggis!) There was a professor in the geology department where I went to college that used to do a Robert W Service dinner each year.  My roommate was a geology major and would go.  "There are strange things done in the midnight sun by the men who moil for gold...."

Burns Supper with haggis, neeps and tatties and a glass of whisky 

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