Sometimes the perfect addition to a Sunday is a fry-up. That’s just the way it is. Or at least that’s what we felt last Sunday. It’s something we very rarely indulge in, in fact that last time we had a fry-up was last June, so it seemed we were due one. Here is the tasty, tasty result.
The start of the frying of…
and, of course, eggs.
The final amazing result (including potato scones, mushrooms – for me and black pudding – for Fraser). Sunday fry-up day, try it!