Welcome to Brainstuff, a production of iHeartRadio, Hey Brainstuff. Lorn Vogelbaum. Here. Every January twenty fifth, Proud Scots from Edinburgh to Shanghai celebrate the life and literary genius of the eighteenth century Scottish poet Robert Burns through a beloved tradition called Burns Night, ranging from formal ceremonies with tilted bagpipers to small gatherings
of old friends. A good Burns Night often has three things in common, a bottle of good Scotch whiskey, readings of classic Burns poems and songs, and a fat and juicy haggis. It's hard to overstate the heroic status of Burns in Scottish cultural psyche. Born on January twenty fifth of seventeen fifty nine, and not only was Burns the author of some five hundred and fifty songs and poems, including Odd Lang Sign, the second most sung song in the world after Happy Birthday, and favorites like My Love
Is Like a Red Red Rose. He was also a man of the people, a lifelong farmer known as the heaven Top Plowman or the Plowman poet. Burns poems are some of the first taught in Scottish primary schools, and his dashing portrait is plastered on posters nationwide like Jay Guavera or John F. Kennedy. Before the article this episode is based on, has Stuff Works spoke with Alistair Braidwood, creator and host of the scott Swahey Podcast, a show
about Scottish culture. He said, the fact that we can project different aspects of a national identity onto this figure has allowed him to endure. You could say Scotland is a hard drinking country and Burns did that, or Scotland is a socially liberal country and he was that. There's something about him, the man and his poetry that people can tap into. Burns is celebrated all year in Scotland,
but a special veneration is reserved for his birthday. It started just a few years after Burn's untimely death at just thirty seven years of age from rheumatic fever, when his close friends gathered for a memorial supper in his honor. From there, the traditions spread across Scotland and eventually the world. Wherever you find a scot on January twenty fifth, you'll likely find a Burns Night a Formal suppers are held at these some two hundred and fifty official Burns clubs worldwide,
and various restaurants and private individuals host suppers too. The main attraction of Burns Night is the Burns Supper, and
the star of the supper is undeniably the haggis. Haggis is a type of sausage made of awfal meats, often including the heart, liver, and lung of sheep and sometimes other animals, that are simmered and minced up, then combined with onion about an equal portion of oats to meats and beef suet, then seasoned with things like salt, pepper, coriander, ginger, nutmeg, allspice and bay, and finally stuffed in either a sheep's stomach or a sausage casing and boiled until semi firm.
It's often a large dish cut tableside with the crumbly interior dished out family style. A burn supper begins with opening remarks by the host and the recitation of the Selkirk Grace, traditional thanks of the Scot's language. It's associated with Burns because he's said to have translated it to English on the spot. At a dinner for the Earl of Selkirk. It goes as some have meat and cannot eat. Some cannot eat that want it. But we have meat and we can eat, so let the Lord be thanked.
After that, the haggis is brought out with great fanfare, sometimes accompanied by a parade of bagpipes, which brings us to everyone's favorite part of the night. The recitation of Addressed to a haggis written in the Scots language. Like many of Burns's works, this poem is a humorous hymn to the iconic dish and which Burns scoffs at the high cuisine of the French and praises the rustic strength
of haggis fed men. Rely does sound best in its original Scots, but since I don't speak that, but here's the opening in translation, good luck to you and your honest, plump face, great chieftain of the sausage race. The poem is meant to be recited with gusto, completely dramatic, and
sometimes body hand gestures. For a non body example. There's a part where Burns describes cutting open the haggis again in English, his knife see the serving man wipe then cut you up with effort's slight, making a trench in your entrails bright just like a ditch. And then what a glorious sight, warm, steaming rich. Upon these words, the orator slits open the haggis from top to bottom, revealing its piping hot spiced sausage. Inerts. Braidwood said, it's just
a great fun poem. Apart from everything else, I've seen people really give it their all when they're doing the address to a haggis, and you've got the cutting open of the haggis right there in the poem. It almost tells you how to enjoy a good Burns night. And that's not the only speech. Burne's famously appreciated women. He fathered twelve children, only nine with his wife, and the Toast to the Lassies is a chance for one intrepid guest to use some snippets of Burn's verse to praise
and poke fun at the ladies and attendants. They have to be careful, though, because it's the women who get the last laugh with their bespoke reply to the Toast to the Lassies. This is usually written and delivered by one of those ladies in attendants, but it's all in good fun. The evening ends with everyone holding hands and singing old Lang sign. You can check out our whole episode about that song from December thirty first of twenty twenty.
But basically, this is an old Scots language song that burns sat down as a poem about old friends meeting up over drinks and reminiscing about the good old days, a fitting cap on an evening of celebrating this man of the people. Today's episode is based on the article get out the Haggis It's Burns Night on HowStuffWorks dot com, written by Dave Ruse. Brainstuff is production of iHeartRadio in partnership with howstifforks dot com and is produced by Tyler Klang.
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