We awoke to a cloudy, overcast day, which seems to be typical around here; I am not quite sure why the weather channel is always on in the shops when it is the exact same thing each day. This morning we enjoyed a tradition “English breakfast.” Our hosts brought out a yummy cup of tea and toast. Sounds great, right? It was. It was good. Then they brought out I guess what you would call, the traditional part. Our plate consisted of baked beans, tomato halves, fatty half-cooked bacon, toast fried in grease, and grease soaked fried egg to go with the toast. I mean we had to try it, and as Mitch would say through bites … I’m glad we did this but this is totally disgusting. It was. No way around it, beans in
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