Irish breakfast

[Laurence Horn]

At 11:17 AM +0100 9/14/05, neil wrote:
>We Brits, when holidaying [vacationing] in the UK, staying at hotels or B&Bs
>[Bed & Breakfast establishments], often take the opportunity - not having to
>cook it ourselves - of partaking of the 'Full English': sausage, egg, bacon,
>mushrooms, grilled tomato, fried slice [of bread] and - if you're lucky -
>some local black pudding.
>
>So I was interested to see that our 'English' breakfast translates into
>'Irish' breakfast across the pond:

Right--when readiing (and enjoying) that Block novel, I didn't notice
the reference to Irish breakfast--I probably would have if I'd read
it *after* coming back from a week in England and getting the above
breakfast every morning, although the mushrooms (quite good) were not
always available and no black pudding was offered.  The rest of it
was, along with a regular-toast option to replace the fried bread for
the trepid.

Maybe it depends on whether it's all washed down with English
breakfast tea or Irish breakfast tea.

Larry

>
>"You know what they've got here? You can get an Irish breakfast all day
>long."
>"What's that, a cigarette and a six-pack?"
>"Very funny. You must know what an Irish breakfast is, a sophisticated guy
>like yourself."
>I nodded. "It's the cardiac special, right? Bacon and eggs and sausage."
>"And grilled tomato."
>"Ah, health food."
>"And black pudding," he said, "which is hard to find. You know what you
>want? Because I'll have the Irish breakfast."
>-- Lawrence Block, 'All the Flowers are Dying', Orion, London, 2005, 2
>
>Neil Crawford