Snack? That's for a Canary!
That's nothing substantial...is that for the cage bird?
This all reminds me that perhaps 20 years ago perhaps more there was a story in the newspapers in England that referred to a pub in London, possibly near the Smithfield Meat Market, or one of the other main markets that open at midnight and close by 10 am, with pubs opening at 5 am for 'Bona Fide Market Workers'. Well, that was for legal booze....nothing to stop legitimate consumption of orange juice etc. Of course, to cater literally for the big burly market workers the pubs used to do breakfasts, and not a piece of toast and a cup of tea...we are talking of beer, beer, beer and fry-ups of the sort pictured. Well, the City [financiers] people and actors, writers etc. had found out about these places and used to frequent at 7 or 8 am in the morning such establishments as a prime oppertunity to meet, socialise and guzzle juice with breakfast. I wonder if this was because they had been partying all night and this was a stop-off before hitting the sack?
The particular pub featured had a menu with all the fry-ups, with at the top of the list a 'Special' or rather 'The Special' at something like £6.50 which I guess now equates to £20 +. The Special was a gargantuan plate of everything that could eb fried and grilled and piled not placed on a plate. The mind boggles at how one was meant to eat it all at 8 am. Apparentlty the cognoscenti appreciated this because whenever the bar staff called to the kitchen that someone had ordered a 'Special', it was such an event that all the crowd murmured and turned to see whether it was a 6' 6" market porter, or some new socialite trying to look flash.
We went for a pizza last night and I reminded Juliette, She Who Must Be Obeyed, that I went for a pizza with my cousin and his two friends in a Pizza Hut some years back. The two mates then insisted we order two of their biggets pizzas, ok, but Spicey Hot One or whatever it was called, with extra chillies! One guy then proceeded to pour Tabasco sauce over every mouthful he ate...I guess he ate volcanoes for a living. I just could not believe it.
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