Well, well, a kitchen table.

I was born (quite some time ago) in Cape Breton, where they know a thing or two about sitting around the table.

I'm not too big on virtual snacks, but in the spirit of things, let me offer the endearingly (enduringly?) hearty Dougal Archies, known to some as "funeral biscuits." Not that they cause funerals; you bring Dougall Archies as part of paying your respects.

...Also, my mother's shortbread. I like the classic proportions: twice as much butter as sugar, twice as much flour as butter.

You've got four weeks to practice making these if you want to be well stocked by Burns Night.

OtherDave