What a surprise...I went back to downtown Portland for that! I arrived at The Frying Scotsman around 12:45 in early March. Despite the massive lunch crowd waiting for James' fish and chips, this cart got my attention.for sheep's pluck!
The haggis are in a casing, shaped like a sausage. I got just one, with no chips, for $4. James said he'd usually have this with some mashed potatoes. Ketchup would be his condiment of choice. After James completed his deep-frying magic, I quickly found a place to try the haggis, with a container of ketchup in tow.
(The Frying Scotsman)
Excellent breading and frying. The crunch James creates during the cooking process is masterful stuff. Unfortunately, I felt the exterior was overly greasy. I think I was sweating oil after all was said and done. Wish it was the type of oil that would make me rich instead, then I can travel wherever I want! To be fair, the haggis had just come out of the fryer.
The deep-fried Mars bar on the menu kept staring at me in the face. Dammit. Food just loves to torture me. The feeling's mutual. Now you see why I may refer to my food noshings as executions.
Head to The Frying Scotsman and try those haggis. Hey, if you won't eat it, I will. 7.25/10 (no change in rating)