It made me

satisfied

How I did it: I went to Edinburgh, asked someone at the front desk of my hostel where to go, then had me some haggis! All my life I'd heard horrifying stories about sheep offal steeped in a stomach, so my expectations were not the highest. The dish looked innocuous enough: a mound of ground meat and grain accompanied by neeps and tatties (mashed turnips and potatoes). It smelled inviting, so I after a sip of Scotch for courage I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and tucked in. The taste was nutty, seasoned, and a little spicy like black pepper. I also ordered Scotch eggs, which required a bit of ketchup, but overall I was quite satisfied with my meal.

The next day I also tried some vegetarian haggis on a baked potato that came highly recommended, and surprisingly I liked that better. The flavor was remarkably similar, but it was less greasy. My friend who's had a traumatizing experience with liver and has steered clear of any strange animal organs since tried it and gave it her seal of approval as well.

Read how I did it… 18 months ago

It made me

hungry for more

How I did it: Went to Celtfest, found a stand selling haggis, bought and devoured said haggis.
Then ate Mum's extra haggis when she got full.
Then went back and bought more haggis. Twice.

I've since found canned haggis available online, which means now every single time i have extra cash in my grocery budget i'll be buying some. Read how I did it… 19 months ago