My family got into celebrating Burns Supper when our neighborhood gastropub, the Queen Vic, offered various holiday meals during the pandemic. We read the Wikipedia page while eating, that first year, and improvised some speeches and sang Auld Lang Syne, got a little more serious the second year, and then this year devoted quite a bit of time and preparation.


Address to a Haggis

Toast to the Immortal Memory

Toast to the Lassies

Toast to the Laddies

Auld Lang Syne


Rebekah handled all the food except for the haggis and cranachan.


We had these whiskies on offer:

Judging by the bottle levels after the event, the Kilkerran Heavily Peated was the clear favorite. “Now that’s what a scotch should taste like,” one attendee said. For me, the Ardbeg Wee Beastie was a very close second. My friend Josh brought the Ardbeg and said it had been specifically recommended as suitable for Burns Suppers (the name certainly lends credence to that intention).

I wasn’t a big fan of the Timorous Beastie, but I’m a single malt fan, so that’s not a huge surprise. I mainly bought it because of the obvious Burns marketing.


This year, we read:

…and some other, non-Burns poetry. In general, the reader would stop between stanzas or even between phrases to explain certain words or phrases, which I think helps folks who aren’t familiar with the poems.

All of the poems benefit from spending some time learning the Scots vocabulary beforehand.