On Jan 9, 2006, at 8:32 PM, Ursula Stange wrote:
You know, David, I had haggis from a fast food vendor under the train staion in Glasgow. Everything in Glasgow is deep-fried. So, I stood in line (lines being good signs) and pondered the offerings before it was my turn. Everything was the same colour but different shapes. I pointed to something round and breaded and deep-fried and asked what it was. "It's a hamburger..."
I opted for the cigar-shaped thingy and got haggis. Deep-fried haggis. Good it was on a cold, sleety night. Couldn't vouch for it in sunshine, though,
US
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