I’m granola, yogurt and berries most days. Porridge, banana and a squirt of honey in winter. Weekend breakfast place make the best poached eggs on granary with spinach or avocado or tomato. Always strong, black coffee. Always. For more early morning deliciousness, see Cesca’s gorgeous breakfast photostream.
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note to self: get to the downstairs cafe and inhale a sausage
I usually have a crappy breakfast of toast & jam every morning since I developed an aversion to milk (used to be a cereal fiend).
But this morning I think I might have to boil a couple of eggs, because that looks sooooo good!
*sigh* I love beautiful food photos!
Breakfast, it’s what’s for dinner (well tonight at least).
That soft boiled egg looks divine, can’t remember the last time I had one, will have to make one tomorrow. Yum.
Lovely looking waffle. I’m now feeling very hungry. Need a midnight snack!
espresso (delivered to me in bed by my beloved), berry smoothie.
that boiled egg and soldiers is making my mouth water tho!
@Simon there is nothing wrong with a heart starter. Especially after a night out and you wake up with your mouth feeling like a gorilla’s armpit.
incidentally i wish the fun lovin’ criminals would remakethe irish rovers ‘wasn’t that a party’.
What happened to good, healthy fried eggs on fried bread?
All gorgeous
i can actually taste that boiled egg. im not joking. its perfect.