The host, the piper and the haggis
The Edinburgh Scottish dinner was meant to be our best memory -- according to the tour description. Actually it was the cheesiest. It was held in a hotel banquet room around the corner from where we were staying. Ours was not the only group there. The dinner was served like clockwork -- hard to imagine a quicker dinner for such a huge crowd. The host was Scottish of course and wore a kilt. The usual stupid jokes about what was under it etc. etc. -- jokes obviously told many times before. But the music was good -- drums, keyboard and accordion. Scottish dancing and a piper who piped in the haggis. The last course of the dinner was a scoop of haggis and a scoop of "neeps & tatties." I've always loved turnip. This was the last night of the trip.
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