Hall Food being what it is doesn’t inspire me much to write about food. In fact, recently eating has become more of a chore than a pleasure.
The worst thing about hall food is the generic fish Thursdays. The best is the breakfasts. On any day (apart from Wednesdays and Saturdays) you can get two or three item cooked breakfasts, but weirdly enough, sometimes these three item breakfasts would have to consist of black pudding, fruit pudding and a tomato. Sometimes there are sausages AND waffles. These count as Good Days. Sundays usually come with bacon AND eggs, which is amazing enough to get up for.
Last Saturday, being the morning after the hall ball, was a brunch. Served for almost twice the normal length of time and two hours later than usual, it really was a feast. It had everything. Maybe twelve or thirteen different cooked items, continental breakfast and the usual cereal and toast. It was amazing. Wow.
With other meals so often leaving much to be desired, breakfast really has become the most important meal of the day.
