Hot sauce?
Look at that lovely fry-up. It’s got it all: pork logs, pork sheets, toadstools, mini-beans, potato grease-duvets, self-murder bread, bisected orb, fried eye and scrambled eye.
STEEPLE – A Scary Go Round Comic
by John Allison
Look at that lovely fry-up. It’s got it all: pork logs, pork sheets, toadstools, mini-beans, potato grease-duvets, self-murder bread, bisected orb, fried eye and scrambled eye.
i think i solved the mystery
Was it ever a mystery?
Mmmm…. Bisected orb…
Aw, Billie missed a chance to name-check Lottie.
Man, now I’m hungry.
For some reason I read the list of breakfast items in the voice of Brian Butterfield.
I imagined it in the voice of Julia Child.
“Save the liver!”
I was saying them in the voice of Brian Butterfield as I typed them out so you are wholly correct in your interpretation.
I never realized that toilets could lose the will to… whatever the toilet equivalent of ‘live’ is.
I hear their career path can be exceptionally challenging.
Pay must be good, though. Hardly ever hear of a toilet that isn’t flush.
Panel 2 has perfect defensive eating. Billie isn’t going to poach his eggs, but Brian is still prepared.
Can Billie solve the Case of the Collapsing Toilet if she’s got nothing to go on?
You should have a 21-flush salute for that one!
I’ve always wanted to try a proper English fry-up before I die. Admittedly, it might be *immediately* before I die, but still…
Now I want a fry-up. Also correctly said. Fry-up. Not English Breakfast. That’s a tea.
the fry up is also called a full english breakfast!
Full English Breakfast is a socially acceptable euphemism for “Fry up”.
Once you’ve done that you can move on to the superior Ulster Fry.
God, that looks…FANTASTIC. How is it that Brian isn’t dead yet? If I had breakfast like that every day, I would have passed away long ago just out of pure ecstasy.
And by the way, what Brian clearly needs is psyllium fiber capsules. About seven a day, and he’d be regular as clockwork.
Don’t forget the black blood rounds!
I thought that’s what those were on the right. The only time I ever ate black pudding was in a similar breakfast in London (though it was in an Irish pub).
Yes, those look like black pudding slices in the first two panels. They are notably absent in the last. Maybe Billie IS in the correct church (unless she hid them under the fried bread). I’m still puzzled by the khaki-coloured objects at the bottom-left of the first panel (gammon steaks?).
Sean, if it had been a true Irish breakfast it should also have included white pudding, although that’s tough to find even in London, so would likely be considered optional.
“Hash browns, hash browns, you know I can’t be late” – Tom Waits
I presume the khaki objects are hash browns, or as they are better known, potato grease duvets. Up here there’s usually a choice of that or potato scone (aka quartered potato frisbee)
@Gravatarless, there was a slice of white pudding as well as a slice of black. At the time I had never even heard of white pudding, but I ate it and then later looked up what it is.
That’s the best order to do those two things.
Look it up first and you will never eat it.
I had one of those about 20 years ago when we took our kids to Ireland. May I just say that black and/or white pudding is definitely an acquired taste, and I’ve eaten scrapple.
So I work in the biological sciences. One technique we use in protein purification is equilibrium dialysis. This is a tabletop version of what happens for renal dialysis patients, and the key thing in the process is the “dialysis membrane” that separates the good stuff from the waste. This stuff usually arrives as tubes with a circumference about the size of your finger (you put your partially purified protein in the tube, tie the top and bottom and soak overnight). We often refer to the material as “Visking tubing” and it is usually made from regenerated cellulose (basically very pure cotton fibre that has been solubilised and then precipitated as thin sheets). Out of curiousity I tried to find out something about Herr Visking or whomever. It turns out that the Visking Company invented these biodegradable cellulose tubes many years ago, not for protein or kidney science, but as replacements for “natural” sausage skins (historically made from intestines). Most of the sausages, and likely the black and white puddings, that we eat these days use this stuff as casing. The company made a fortune as it revolutionised the hotdog industry, as it enabled a sausage that could be boiled vigorously without failure.
As John himself has remarked, one learns so much from reading this comment section. 🙂
For some reason I think about Visking sausage tubing about once a week. It seemed to loom large over A-Level biology. Most of my anxiety dreams concern A-Level biology.
How does he have TIME to eat that for breakfast every day? That’s what I want to know.
Might be hard to fit into his hectic schedule of tattooing surfers, trying to find the brown note, and drinking all the rough cider in Cornwall?
Apparently not a problem — he polished his off before the fourth panel!
I’m afraid Billie is going to have wrong conclusions about the Toilet incident. Billie, eat your breakfast!!!!
Oh man, do I miss the Full English, Full Scottish and Full Irish.
Does anyone remember the “Ulster Fry”?
Beloved of Jim McDonald on Coronation Street!
Remember it? It’s still going strong. I had a couple recently. Fabulous.
But not the Full Monty?
Billie, obviously a slow eater.
Which reminds me of a, uh, I don’t know, “Far Side” ripoff of some sort who on one occasion offered us a look at the Flintstones’ bathroom, including the hippo used as a toilet:
“Kill…ME….”
that’s a strong man breakfast
The beans are touching the scrambled egg! That is too evil even for satanists…
At least it’s not spam, eggs, baked beans, and spam.
Spam fritters – hmmm hmmm!
That is certainly a full plate, and looks quite tempting! But I am no where near active enough to manage all those calories on a regular basis :{
Mmm, breakfast with champignons is my favorite!
This looks great and all, but for me it will always be German Breakfast for the win. 🙂
Mit oder ohne Speck?
I have a question! (Admittedly unrelated to the current storyline):
Are there Cornish hedges in Tredregyn?
I just found out yesterday that there are hedgerows in Cornwall believed to be 4,000-6,000 years old, and that is blowing my mind.
Having driven extensively round Cornwall, along these narrow roads where one never knows what is around the next corner and exactly how far you might have to reverse to get to a passing place, I can say for sure that there are Cornish hedges in Tredregyn, if not in the town itself, then on the way out.
No one has mentioned the ‘official’ Scottish breakfast of champions: a deep fried Mars bar.