We have... albeit obliquely. We wouldn't want anyone to get picked on for poncey breakfast tendencies, after all.We haven't even touched on the "beans in a seperate pot" debate yet.
We have... albeit obliquely. We wouldn't want anyone to get picked on for poncey breakfast tendencies, after all.We haven't even touched on the "beans in a seperate pot" debate yet.
And no has even mentioned ramekins yet!That's just faux middle class posing in my book.
Anyway, take your full English and shove it . I am currently across the pond and here is what I had for breakfast yesterday. Served on a sizzling hotplate with endless coffee;
It's more calories than any person should need in a week.But what is it?
Ramekins are a disaster waiting to happen. Invariably they and their contents are at a temperature suggesting they have been subject to thermonuclear reactionAnd no has even mentioned ramekins yet!
Ah yes, the screaming hot ramekin and bean juice bubbling like a lava lake: direct evidence if microwave abuse. I think we can all agree that a microwave has no ligitimate part in the preparation of any breakfast.Ramekins are a disaster waiting to happen. Invariably they and their contents are at a temperature suggesting they have been subject to thermonuclear reaction
I'll permit softening butter in winter as a special exception to this rule.Ah yes, the screaming hot ramekin and bean juice bubbling like a lava lake: direct evidence if microwave abuse. I think we can all agree that a microwave has no ligitimate part in the preparation of any breakfast.
Sorry for being absent since starting the thread but the emotions and the anger went north as I was about to reveal the location of this travesty. Was on self-medication for the last 6 hours, followed by yoga and meditation.
I was served this abomination at a cafe within the Covered Market at Oxford. Home of the high altar of education, from where 26 prime ministers emerged to serve the country, 30 international leaders, 120 Olympic medal winners and scores of industry icons.
When the plate was arrived, it had 2 rashers of bacon, one half of a tomato, baked beans, 2 mushrooms, 1 slice of toast cut diagonally and one egg. Quick look and everyone was also on one egg. It was therefore no mistake.
I see your mistake, you ordered from the childrens menu didn't you.Sorry for being absent since starting the thread but the emotions and the anger went north as I was about to reveal the location of this travesty. Was on self-medication for the last 6 hours, followed by yoga and meditation.
I was served this abomination at a cafe within the Covered Market at Oxford. Home of the high altar of education, from where 26 prime ministers emerged to serve the country, 30 international leaders, 120 Olympic medal winners and scores of industry icons.
When the plate was arrived, it had 2 rashers of bacon, one half of a tomato, baked beans, 2 mushrooms, 1 slice of toast cut diagonally and one egg. Quick look and everyone was also on one egg. It was therefore no mistake.
and haggis . like in the buchan Braes hotel, just outside Peterhead. was a thing of joy to have that in February 2014.Point of order - the empire was BRITISH, not ENGLISH .
Next time ask for a full SCOTTISH breakfast and you'll get your two eggs!