This one landed at the lavish end of the scale for sure. I don't know if I remember everything on the plate, but it included two poached eggs on thick toast, bacon, a cafe-made hash brown, smoked salmon, chutney, greens, mushrooms, I can see a strawberry...
No lunch was required. Unsurprisingly.
There is something rather nice about breakfast out at a café on a weekend. Certainly one eats more lavishly than one might at home. And there's the company, and conversation, and it's all rather civilised, not to mention having the day ahead of you still.
Here's a recent breakfast: