@ChazMaz, maybe, but I loved it on first taste. I was attending a Burns Night of the local Scottish society (as a member at that time) here in Northern California, and I had my first haggis with neeps and tatties. I didn’t think about it. I just ate it. I thought it was wonderful.
Later, on a trip to Scotland, I dined at the Abbotsford in Edinburgh and ordered haggis with neeps and tatties. The waitress gave me a really skeptical eye and said, “Are you sure?” I guess she wasn’t expecting much from an American. I savored every bite and followed it up with the most delicious bread pudding I have ever had anywhere. Mmm, what a memory.