#full scottish

[cantbecuredbywhisky]

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[paulpingminho]

[wikimicrowave]

As this blog goes full circle to its gritty origins in the greasy spoons and cheap hotel buffets of Great Britain, we're back to the full breakfast.

This time, it's a Scottish breakfast. The difference between a full Scottish breakfast and full English breakfast is some haggis,and... Of course, haggis does make a difference as it's a significant addition to anything. I'm a fan of the stuff for the spicy kick it gives, though it's very hard to get hold of any decent product down here so I only eat it on trips up to Alba (to get an idea of how often I eat haggis, I last went to Scotland on 2004, on the trip when I ate the awful jerky that regular readers won't remember). The problem is, the haggis in this picture looks so bad that it took me at least five minutes to realise that it was actually haggis and not some kind of grainy bird feed that had be mistakenly dumped in the middle of a cooked breakfast.

To make matters worse, the food isn't sufficiently segregated, leading to one of my pet hates: baked beans spilling out onto fried eggs and destroying the food around them. Even the mushrooms are semi glazed with transluscent tomato sauce. As much as I like baked beans, that's the way I thought a full Scottish breakfast would be served in the bowels of Tartarus.