{"id":6262,"date":"2012-02-10T06:43:23","date_gmt":"2012-02-10T11:43:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/?p=6262"},"modified":"2012-02-10T06:43:23","modified_gmt":"2012-02-10T11:43:23","slug":"address-to-my-blog-readers-about-our-two-successful-burns-suppers","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/?p=6262","title":{"rendered":"Address to My Blog Readers About Our Two Successful Burns Suppers"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"mceTemp mceIEcenter\" style=\"text-align: left;\">My dear Life Literary Reader<br \/>\nOn lofty precipice I now teeter<br \/>\nAs I attempt the noble meter<br \/>\nOf &#8220;<a title=\"To a Mouse\" href=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/?p=544\" target=\"_blank\">To a Mouse<\/a>,&#8221;<br \/>\nTo tell you &#8217;bout our two Burns Feeders<br \/>\nI am no louse.<\/p>\n<p class=\"mceTemp mceIEcenter\" style=\"text-align: left;\">The first, we held in highland far<br \/>\nA drive, three hours or so by car<br \/>\nTo Jack and Carolyn&#8217;s, friends they are<br \/>\nWith Nancy and Larry.<br \/>\nWe ate some haggis: food bizarre<br \/>\nAnd a little scary.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_6263\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3557.jpg\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-6263\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-6263\" title=\"Saltires Waving in the Breeze\" src=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3557-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3557-300x225.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3557-1024x768.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3557.jpg 1600w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-6263\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Scottish Centerpiece<\/p><\/div>\n<p>We read some poems by dear Bobbie<br \/>\nIt\u00a0was our joy, it is my hobby.<br \/>\nAte broccoli but not kohlrabi<br \/>\nEnjoyed the scene.<br \/>\nThough morning after, felt so blobby<br \/>\nAnd a little green.<!--more--><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_6264\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3887.jpg\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-6264\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-6264\" title=\"aka Scots Trifle\" src=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3887-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3887-300x225.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3887-1024x768.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3887.jpg 1600w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-6264\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Tipsy Laird, our just desserts<\/p><\/div>\n<p>The second Supper in College Park,<br \/>\nFourth\u00a0annual with John, oh what a lark,<br \/>\nThrough epic poem we embarked<br \/>\nRead Tam o&#8217; Shanter,<br \/>\nAnd learned: Avoid the cutty sark.<br \/>\nEnjoyed the banter.<\/p>\n<p>We ate a scrumptious cut of beef,<br \/>\nGood food, good drink: the night&#8217;s motif,<br \/>\nScotch eggs and whiskey our aperitif<br \/>\nBurns would approve.<br \/>\nMore people should do these, is my belief<br \/>\nGet in the groove.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_6265\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3891.jpg\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-6265\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-6265\" title=\"Take no notice of cutty sarks!\" src=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3891-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3891-300x225.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3891-1024x768.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3891.jpg 1600w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-6265\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Color Coded Tam o&#39; Shanter for our group reading<\/p><\/div>\n<p>At both the meals had tatties and neeps<br \/>\nOur enjoyment grew by bounds and leaps,<br \/>\nAte soup we made from bird that peeps,<br \/>\nCalled Cock-a-leekie,<br \/>\nShared food and fun in piles and heaps,<br \/>\nWere we too cheeky?<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_6266\" style=\"width: 235px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3563.jpg\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-6266\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-6266\" title=\"Not a Burns Supper without our special guest, The Haggis.\" src=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3563-225x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"225\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3563-225x300.jpg 225w, http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3563-768x1024.jpg 768w, http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/IMG_3563.jpg 1200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 225px) 100vw, 225px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-6266\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Fair fa&#39; your honest, sonsie face, great Chieftan o&#39; the puddin&#39; race!<\/p><\/div>\n<p>You too could host a Supper Burns<br \/>\nOr with your friends you could take turns<br \/>\nA little prep with great returns<br \/>\nFood, poems and drink,<br \/>\nAsk me your questions, share concerns,<br \/>\nI&#8217;ll tell you what I think.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My dear Life Literary Reader On lofty precipice I now teeter As I attempt the noble meter Of &#8220;To a Mouse,&#8221; To tell you &#8217;bout our two Burns Feeders I am no louse. 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