Fry-up
Answering the Most Important Question About the British Fry-Up
Egg and beans – should they touch, or be separated by a breakwater sausage?
This Bar Serves Booze and Breakfast 24 Hours a Day
London’s Polo Bar stays open 24 hours a day, seven days a week. “It’s actually more difficult to close because we haven’t even got a door," says owner Philip Inzani.
The Last Bite: A Biker Hangout Keeping Roadside Cafe Food Alive
Little Chefs might be disappearing from our motorways, but Ace Cafe on London's North Circular ring road still proudly serving fry-ups and knickerbocker glories—81 years after it first opened.
This Is the Best Part of a Full English Breakfast, According to New Research
Is it fried eggs with perfectly runny yolks? The two (four) slices of heavily buttered toast? Sausages with brown sauce?
Someone Worked Out How Much of Your Life You’ll Spend Hungover
Spoiler: you’re going to need a lot of Alka Seltzer.
You’re Being Overcharged for Brunch
A survey has shown that eateries are charging up to $41 for a fry-up, despite the fact that the price of ingredients has fallen by a third since 2010.
Eating Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner in London’s Last WIMPYs
Due to a mix of nostalgia and disregard for the state of my arteries, I visited three of London’s last WIMPYs, the once ubiquitous British fast food chain known for its “Bender in a Bun” sausage sandwiches and ice cream sundaes.
Inside the Online Community Where People Are Mean to Breakfast Foods
The Facebook group where people go to get told their poached eggs look like ball bags.
This Week in Food Porn: Spiced Coconut, Edible Flowers, and Hummus
Introducing the best of this week’s food porn—all the hearts, all the plates, all the flowers, and all the cakes.
Food Heaven Is a British Motorway Service Station
British motorway service stations are more than just toilets serving oil-slicked fry ups and fish and chips—they are our collective cultural convenience, a marble run of parallel and un-touching lives.
Eating Alone in Prison Is Miserable
Prison grub tends to be a bit of a mystery to those on the outside. The days of lining for a sloppy ladleful of gruel are mostly over, but if porridge is no longer staple scran for inmates, what do they eat and who do they eat it with?