You cannot buy a MacDonald’s all-day breakfast in the UK – not yet. There are lots of London cafes that will oblige but let me point you in the direction of the best all-day brekker in the solar system, probably.
Gentlemen, put on a suit and tie, even a coloured waistcoat – I noticed several. Repair to 69 Brook Street home to the Savile Cub where Robert is a member. You will have to find your own member to ask you. The upstairs dining room is the most beautiful in London.
I’m not the sort of person who photographs food, in any case it would breach the club’s rules, so I will have to describe the Savile Club breakfast – served at luncheon. Two fried eggs, a sausage, half a grilled tomato, two rashers, a mushroom and a slice of black pudding. The last two items are two black discs that contrast fetchingly with the whites of the eggs. If you have a hangover, or even if you don’t, it is just the ticket. Robert chose a robust white Rhone to accompany lunch. I was fortunate to have a temporary non-drinker sitting beside me (most unusual at the Savile) so had more than my share.
I have had the all-day breakfast twice and both times met a member who now usually lives in Los Angeles. He was born in Bristol and joined the army aged fourteen as a Boy Musician. Now he is the artistic director of the Hollywood Symphony Orchestra. His career is remarkable and you can read about it here. All I would add is that he played in some episodes of The Avengers and composed the music for this film.
An English breakfast in a French interior and all those mirrors. Ouch, when it comes to hangover cures a Bloody Mary at the “Grenadier”. Mind you the food itself sounds just the ticket.
The French interior was commissioned by Loulou, wife of the 1st Viscount Harcourt. Wits dubbed it as being Loulou Quatorze. Less amusingly Lord Harcourt committed suicide in his house. John, as I think you live on the French Riviera these days, you may be unaware that the special Bloody Mary bar at the Grenadier has been dispensed with.