I'm on a Keto diet 5-6 days a week, so it is easy for a decent breakfast. In a bit going to have 2 x LivLife low carb bread, 2 eggs, 2 turkey rashers and 4 Heck chicken sausages. #LivingTheDream EDIT: I have also just done a 40 min strength workout, so that protein is good
Asian style for us. Rice noodles raman with bacon bits, mushrooms, spring onions, ketjap Manis garlic and chilli plus whatever other herbs and spices Mrs Jab throws in, poached egg on top cooked in the noodle water. Defuckinglicious!
Pineapple is probably the last ingredient people would include in a full English breakfast, but according to one group it was considered a delicacy in the 17th century. The English Breakfast Society has said the tropical fruit should replace grilled tomatoes or mushrooms for a truly traditional first meal of the day. Guise Bule de Missenden, the society’s founder and chair, told the Daily Telegraph: “Interestingly, in the late 16th and early 17th centuries, the pineapple was considered to be a high-status breakfast item in Great Britain. “Pineapples used to be seen as exotic, expensive, difficult to obtain and were a highly prized breakfast ingredient for wealthy English families, which is why you can find lots of old English pineapple breakfast recipes.” “King Charles II himself loved them, so if you wanted to add a touch of the exotic to your plate and eat like a 17th-century lord, there is no reason not to give it a try,” he added.
If you can have pineapple on gammon (though I prefer an egg) why not with bacon. Pineapples were such expensive status symbols that people could rent them just to sit on the dinner table. Also sign of welcome which is why they are often seen as gate finials. Sorry if mentioned before…just got up (yawn)
Fried bread is forbidden to me…except on rare occasions. Had the best fried bread ever at a hotel on the edge of Newcastle….sorry, just had orgasm there remembering that. Crispy triangles of fatilicious gorgeousness. Also agree about hash browns…always leave them. . Love refried potatoes but hash browns aren’t the same.
I subscribe to an author for updates about upcoming books, and he generally writes a bit about his life. This was part of today’s email and makes you appreciate the NHS and the need to keep it, even more. I was not supposed to be in San Diego today. In fact, I wasn't supposed to be in San Diego at all. A couple of weeks ago, I drove my 21-year-old son to Edinburgh airport and waved him off as he embarked on a six-month exchange trip to study at SDSU, swapping chilly, snow-covered Scotland for the sunnier climes of California. The very next day, he was hit by a hit-and-run drive while walking on a crosswalk. My wife and daughter were flu-ridden, so I booked the first flight available and, thirty-three hours after I left home, I arrived here in the scorching hot San Diego. A few days later, some of the worst rainfall in living memory caused mass flooding, sweeping cars down streets, and destroying homes. I'm starting to think we might have accidentally invoked some sort of ancient curse of some sort. Anyway, my son miraculously escaped with nothing more than a couple of broken bones and some staples in his head. Which, now I write it down, actually does sound pretty bad. However, he's alive, which is a big bonus, and he has somehow managed to find humour in the fact that, after looking forward to this trip for the better part of four years, he was mangled by a speeding vehicle less than twenty-four hours into it. His mum and I are somewhat less amused. A couple of days after the accident (but a few hours pre-Biblical floods) we made another fun discovery. His health insurance from SDSU wasn't active until a couple of days after he was hit by the car. And then we discovered that the travel insurance his bank account has provided for the past few years was quietly removed as a perk ten days beforethe accident. As a result, we have been presented with a bill for the accident. He spent just under 5 hours in ER, had a couple of CT scans done, was given some painkillers, a few staples in his head, and a leg brace. The bill? I suggest you sit down for this next part. $82,000. No, that's not a typo. Eighty-two thousand dollars. (So, you know, please buy some books. Thanks in advance.)
My auntie basically had a massive heat stroke in Las Vegas. $36,000 for treatment and drugs. Good job travel insurance covered it.
Medical charges are inflated massively in the States…because they can bill insurance companies. Mainly hits middle earners with insufficient insurance. One serious illness and you are done for. I believe the very poor can get some free treatment though you have to find a practice willing to treat some one in that category. And insurance doesn’t cover everything…like car insurance you can reduce the costs by agreeing to pay some fees. So you can still be landed with a bill despite insurance. There are horrifying stories of diabetics being unable to afford insulin when they reach eighteen and come off their parents insurance…and of course at that point they cannot get personal insurance. Of course this is anecdotal and I would be delighted to be proved wrong.
Just found quotes for insulin vials in the USA. A vial which cost 12 dollars in Canada would cost you 99 dollars in America. An example of vast inflation for medical supplies in the US.
