Pudding for breakfast

In honour of last week’s Farmhouse Breakfast Week, a wee fry-up was in order. I say ‘wee’ meaning small, but heck, it wasn’t small, this was a carnivorous tableau, a paean to mornings, an offering to the breakfast gods. And all in the face of those contintental types: “ooo, must dash, just got time to grab a coffee.” A coffee? Where are the carbs in that? They’re not hiding behind the caffeine and yes I love a croissant every now and then but please, it’s a snack.

Then there are those who can’t ‘stomach’ breakfast because it’s too early in the morning. Too early? I’ve spent all night without eating and now I need to … break my fast. I can’t think of a better time to fill my gut.

So, on to the important stuff, the ingredients. Wonderful eggs with sunshine yolks and back bacon sourced locally from Little Halgavor Farm, Bodmin. No white watery oozings here, just caramelly-crispy rind and real fat. Hogs pudding from Alistair at Liddicoats in Lostwithiel, their own recipe, made on the premises (mamma mia it was good) and black pudding sourced from aforesaid butcher but made in the Outer Hebrides.

The result? Have a look for yourself. Pretty healthy when you consider that it was all cooked in the oven bar the poached eggs and beans. Who needs an espresso in a ceramic thimble and some flakey pastry arc de beurre for brekkie when you can have this. We win.

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I love food. Count on me to celebrate the best, the little known, the local, the small and the big. I may sound like a fluffy bunny covered in a scattering of bright orange spice but I have the energy of a horse running with the wind and the tenacity of a buzzard with an eye on a vole. I look forward to sharing my foodie stories and the stories of others with you.
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4 Responses to Pudding for breakfast

  1. John isaac says:

    You should introduce this to Lands End Aerodrome Cafe ! X

    • saffronbunny says:

      Ha! I think it would be lot harder to take off if Christine served this up every morning! x

  2. makasinkwe says:

    Bodmin. My Great Grandfather JW Landrey was born there, as was his first wife Emily, his second her sister Charlotte (my great granny Rowe), their father, two sons born and died there. And so it goes.

    From a pilot’s review of the airfield:
    “I like grass strips, and Land’s End has four of them! All were in super condition as was the whole airfield. The cafe was absolutely lovely and the staff friendly and helpful, offering to bring water for our dogs as well as sorting out drinks for us.”

    A speck of blood pudding and sunshiny yolk of Bodmin egg, for their coats, would go well with the water for the dogs.

    Ann

  3. saffronbunny says:

    A fantastic bit of history Ann, thank you. Where do you live now? A spot of blood pudding never goes amiss! Good to hear from you, the bunny

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