Noc Burnsa
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| Dzień | okolice 25 stycznia |
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| Zwyczaje | uroczysta kolacja |
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| Inne nazwy | Noc Burnsa, |
Noc Burnsa (sco. Burns Nicht, również Dzień Roberta Burnsa, sco. Robert Burns Day, właśc. Kolacja Burnsa, sco. Burns supper) – szkockie święto obchodzone na cześć Roberta Burnsa, narodowego wieszcza Szkotów celebrowane w okolicach przypuszczalnego dnia jego narodzin tj. 25 stycznia.
Święto, którego ceremoniałem jest między innymi zwyczaj wypicia whisky przy pomniku poety, obchodzone jest zarówno w Szkocji, jak i w Irlandii Północnej. Również poza granicami kraju Szkoci organizują takie wieczory. Szkocki akcent można także spotkać w Polsce[1].
Aby uczcić urodziny i poezję swojego wieszcza, Szkoci celebrują uroczystą kolację, na której wysławia się haggis (tradycyjną regionalną potrawę), kobiety i whisky. Kolacja rozpoczyna się dźwiękiem dud szkockich i „Odą do haggisa”, wierszem, który Burns napisał na cześć tej szkockiej potrawy. Dalsze części kolacji to toasty wznoszone whisky: toast do haggisa, toast za Damy i toast za Panów, czytanie poezji i śpiewanie pieśni „wielkiego Robbie'ego Burnsa” oraz zabawa taneczna céilidh przy tradycyjnej muzyce (poza dudami są to skrzypce, akordeon, flety, bodhrán) wykonywanej na żywo.
Przypisy
- ↑ Rozrywka: Szkocka Noc Burnsa, [w:] pmedia.pl [online] [dostęp 2021-11-13] [zarchiwizowane z adresu 2006-09-10].
Bibliografia
- The Burns Supper, [w:] World Burns Club [online], 2004 [dostęp 2021-11-13] [zarchiwizowane z adresu 2004-10-01].
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Cutting the haggis at a Burns Supper. Traditional Scots fare is not always appreciated by visitors to Scotland.
- "The Haggis is a dish not more remarkable or more disgusting to the palate, than in appearance. When I first cast my eye on it, I thought it resembled a bullock's paunch, which you often meet in the streets of London in a wheel-barrow; and, on a nearer inspection, I found it really to be the stomach of a sheep, stuffed till it was as full as a football. An incision being made in the side of it, the entrails burst forth, and presented such a display of oatmeal, and sheep's liver, and lights, with a moseta that accompanied them, that I could scarcely help thinking myself in the Grotto del Cane. As I mentioned, my politeness got the better of my delicacy, and I was prevailed on to take it; but I could go no farther: and, after a few encomiums on its being tender and savory, which I thought sufficient to show that I was not wholly destitute of Taste, I turned a hungry face towards a large tureene in the middle, which the master of the feast called Cocky-leaky; and, with the greatest appearance of luxury and glee in his countenance, extracted from a quantity of broth, in which it had been boiled with leeks, a large cock, which I dare say had been the herald of the morn for many a year. This, he exclaimed, would be exquisite, if the cook had taken care that the broth was sufficiently seasoned; and after he had tasted it, he declared that it exceeded his highest expectations. During this time, I found some of the company pay great attention; and, on the verdict being given, seemed rather impatient: but as I was a stranger, and had not blessed my appetite with a considerable degree of Haggis, my plate was filled first, and I began upon it, whilst their eyes were all fixed on me to hear me pronounce the sentence; which I did, indeed, in the words of the verdict, but with some reluctance; for it was so hard and tough, that it seemed to require the stomach of an ostrich to digest it." -- Edward Topham, Letters From Edinburgh, 1775