I hope y'all miss me when I'm dead.
This fry up consisted of two eggs, two sausage, two pieces of bacon (which we would call ham, it's not fatty like our bacon...), two hashbrowns, beans, tomatoes, mushrooms, and two pieces of toast, all washed down with a cup of white coffee (milky). If you ate this everyday, I'm sure you'd have a stroke at Thirty, but whatever, it's pretty fucking good. I'd prefer fresh tomatoes over the canned ones at this venue, but we needed food, and beggars can't be choosers.
I'm like Rasputin. My appetites will consume me...