Alphabet treat

A basic tea. Alphabet spaghetti, livened up with some chilli sauce, chilli flakes, some sauerkraut, a splodge of German mustard and a bit of cheese. I ate it too fast and burned my mouth.

The twelve eats of Christmas: 6

Back in Wales. Straight off the train, to the Beefeater. Brains, paté and salmon. We're at the halfway mark! Phew.

The twelve eats of Christmas: 1

Christmas Eve. Poached eggs at Canteen then lentil chilli and banoffee pie at Marc & Sam's house, a meat-free start to the holidays.

England sandwich

Posh chain restaurant Leon have drastically faffed around with their breakfast menus. It's out with the breakfast baps and in with the slightly silly breakfasty "New York Breakfast" open sandwiches. And these. Which I could get addicted to. Bacon and cheese grilled sandwiches. Toasties, basically. Tidy. It's nice to have a reason to eat cheese for breakfast.

I said "breakfast" and "sandwich" a lot there...

Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit

Slightly poncey Welsh rarebit with a poached egg on the side at Canteen.

Brecwast

Two breakfasts at the lovely Plough hotel in Rhosmaen, South Wales. A poached egg and beans on toast, and then the following day, a vegetarian breakfast involving an impressive Glamorgan sausage.

Self-assembly breakfast

A bacon and fried egg sandwich on the roof terrace at the Blue Fin Building.

Small fry

Breakfast at the Blue Fin, eaten off a tiny plate, Liz Hurley-style.

Windermere 6: Monday breakfast

The Coffee Mill

Beans on toast, a nice cup of tea and a magazine that it was impossible to read while eating at The Coffee Mill, in the precinct below King's Reach Tower. Think of the IPC sub-editors that have eaten lasagne and chips in that place over the years...

Breakfast of champions

Toast, topped with Marmite and some M&S crisps with a couple of Celebrations for afters. Thanks Disappointment!
P.S. Does anyone know what those crisps are called?