
USA Trip 2006: Breakfast Prep
On our first morning in California, we headed out to breakfast, which was preceded by a short session of Breakfast Prep’, courtesy of Jocelyn. It had been a couple of years since I’d last had Breakfast In America, and I’d forgotten how to respond to the awesome number of choices and options that would be flung in my direction by the waitperson. Here’s how you order breakfast in Britain: <td> “<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Full_English_Breakfast">Full English Breakfast</a>, please.” </td> </tr> <tr> <td> Waitress: </td> <td> “D’you want tea or coffee with that?” </td> </tr> <tr> <td> Diner: </td> <td> “Tea, please.” </td> </tr> <tr> <td> Waitress: </td> <td> “OK.” </td> </tr> In due course, the standard, empire-forging breakfast is served, and is consumed heartily, perhaps after a little trading with your breakfasting companions (“I’ll swap you my tomatoes for a rasher of your bacon?”). Everybody knows what is expected, nobody has tricky decisions to make, there are no surprises, and everyone enjoys what they get – and if they don’t enjoy it, well, they don’t mention it, because complaining about such things just wouldn’t be British, damn it. ...