Tonight is Burns Night, where Scottish culture is celebrated across the world. There's a quite interesting Wikipedia page on the ceremony.
The centerpiece of the feast, of course, is haggis. It sounds gross - heart, lungs, and other "parts" in a sheep's stomach - but is actually really tasty. Maybe it's the onions. Twenty-five years ago I flew into Glasgow for a business meeting and asked the cabbie where I could go for a good haggis. "To a butcher", he replied (although it sounded more like "boot-cher") is his native Glaswegian. It's been a long time since I've had haggis. Long time since I've worn my kilt, too.
The haggis is really the centerpiece of the feast, and is brought to the table with great ceremony. And bagpipes.
If you (like me) are of Scottish extraction, tonight is a fine time to hoist a wee dram an hum Auld Land Syne in honor of Robbie Burns.