Brunch, really, as I ate it well after noon.
This is what it looked like, just after I started tucking in.
Before anyone starts slagging my breakfast off, the potatoes are a leftover from yesterday's tea. No toast, as our toaster died a couple of days ago. You can see how Dutch I've become: I'm drinking milk with it. Can't get more Dutch than that.
I don't make a habit of eating meals like this. Just once every few weeks. Except when I'm on holiday.
That's all for today. Nothing about beer. OK, then. I'll probably drink a St. Bernardus Abt later. Not had one in a while. It's been mostly Black Eagle No. 1 Barley Wine this week.
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