|Bacon, black pudding, mushrooms, poached egg and|
sausages all served with hubby's perfect bread.
Now that's what I call lunch!
With the bacon that was surplus to requirements and in the fridge already, this all equated to a superlative lunch!
Oh, and I am filled with poached egg success, having produced two perfectly poached little beauties.
It was Son's first go at Black Pudding (coming to the stuff rather more quickly than either his father or myself) and he declared it - after quiet consideration whilst chewing thoughtfully - as "nice!". He said it was rather like the sausage from a bought sausage roll, except without the pepper - which I think describes it rather well.
Of course, he'd be rather better able to converse, if he wouldn't put quite so much in his mouth at one time - and maybe wearing a t-shirt to the table would be a good idea? *sigh* Kids, eh ....