If I were in a Michelin starred restaurant, surrounded by all of the opulence and decadence which modern fine dining affords, and the option of a Full English Breakfast were to be offered, I would not hesitate to order it.
I just saw someone on TV who started a Cuban restaurant after visiting Cuba a few times. I laughed. Out loud. What is wrong with me?
I suppose that I see most food issues as childish, and that is probably less than fair. Probably.
Roast potatoes smothered in gravy. That’s where all of this starts, and I always forget that.