a most english breakfast.

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On the hunt for a proper full English breakfast — that is, with eggs, sausages, proper back bacon, roasted tomato, black pudding, beans, and fried bread  (yes, ALL OF THAT, and yes, UK Heinz beans, absolutely!) — we decided on the most English of cafes, the wonderful (and tiny) Tea & Sympathy in the West Village.  They get their sausages (bangers, if you will) from the venerable Myers of Keswick, just around a couple of corners, so you know they know what they’re doing.   Me, I couldn’t handle the full breakfast after a beast of a dinner the night before, so I settled for the relatively “smaller” option of just bangers, bacon, beans and toast.

It was quite packed when we arrived, though by the time we left, just before noon, it had cleared out a bit.  A handful of folks were still making the most of a gloriously sunny morning, lazing with their milky teas and reading the paper while they slowly made their way through their monster of a breakfast.  A most excellent way to start the day.

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