I come over to England every year for 5 weeks, and it's mainly for the beer and the fry ups.
Three fried eggs sunny side up, fried bread, sausages with pain-inducing mustard, proper streaky and smoky bacon (not the terrible mockery of bacon my country produces!), mushrooms, black pudding, toast, fried tomatoes drowned in butter... to be followed by a stroll to the nearest decent pub and washed down with 7 or 8 pints of Black Sheep. **** it, I just made myself hungry.
Never **** with the formula, though. I hate it when some **** tries to get all fancy and serve salmon-roe nestled atop poached eggs in a cucumber sauce... **** it, a fry up is a fry up is a fry up. It's not pretty, but it's not supposed to be.
2007-01-20
12:08:51
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