This is the first year I've known that it was Burns day. And I am delighted by it.
Wilson certainly could be half Jewish, half scottish, and Cameron wasn't born a Cameron. Also, tell Foreman that the poem was written two hundred years ago, when "meat" meant "food." This is mere defence on behalf of the characters, not criticism of the characterisation, which I enjoyed very much. I liked House's understanding, and knowing what Burns day meant.

Chase looked as though he wanted to take notes.
Yay for Chase.