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Hi Everyone,
Traditionally gougeres are small cheese puff bites that originate from Burgundy in France. They are often served during wine tastings in the cellars of Burgundy to accompany wine but perfect to be served with an aperitif.
With Burns night upon us, I wanted to come up with a haggis recipe that was a bit different. I love making gougeres and I had the idea of adding in haggis for the perfect nibble this Burns night with a wee dram.
For my choux pastry I’ve used a Michel Roux recipe I’ve been using for years and this gives the perfect quantity too. For my own variation on these gougeres I’ve added vegetarian haggis but you can use regular haggis if you’d prefer.
If you haven’t made gougeres before, trying this recipe is a must. They’re light with a slight crunch on the outside and totally addictive. They are best eaten straight out of the oven whilst they’re still warm.
Happy Burns Night
Gill X
Without question, my two greatest pleasures in life are food and good writing. I love Gill's French take on haggis this year - and there was I thinking nothing would beat her Haggis Pizza from 2015.
My suggestion is you pour a large dram of Scottish whisky and scoff down these wee treats to your hearts content while reading some of the bard's best works. What a way to spend a dreih Monday in January.
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'Mon the Bard!
Nicki X
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o' the pudding-race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm :
Weel are ye wordy o'a grace
As lang's my arm.
The groaning trencher there ye fill,
Your hurdies like a distant hill,
Your pin wad help to mend a mill
In time o'need,
While thro' your pores the dews distil
Like amber bead.
His knife see rustic Labour dight,
An' cut you up wi' ready sleight,
Trenching your gushing entrails bright,
Like ony ditch;
And then, O what a glorious sight,
Warm-reekin', rich!
Then, horn for horn, they stretch an' strive:
Deil tak the hindmost! on they drive,
Till a' their weel-swall'd kytes belyve
Are bent like drums;
Then auld Guidman, maist like to rive,
Bethankit! hums.
Is there that owre his French ragout
Or olio that wad staw a sow,
Or fricassee wad make her spew
Wi' perfect sconner,
Looks down wi' sneering, scornfu' view
On sic a dinner?
Poor devil! see him owre his trash,
As feckless as wither'd rash,
His spindle shank, a guid whip-lash;
His nieve a nit;
Thro' bloody flood or field to dash,
O how unfit!
But mark the Rustic, haggis-fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread.
Clap in his walie nieve a blade,
He'll mak it whissle;
An' legs an' arms, an' heads will sned,
Like taps o' thrissle.
Ye Pow'rs, wha mak mankind your care,
And dish them out their bill o' fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinking ware
That jaups in luggies;
But, if ye wish her gratefu' prayer
Gie her a haggis!
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