What do you like for breakfast?

http://www.brainpickings.org/index.php/2012/11/14/john-keatss-porridge-favorite-recipes-of-american-poets/

In the 70's I was, briefly, a fan of the original (John Foxx) version of Ultravox, before he left and they went all poncy (my spell checker doesn't like 'poncy' and wants to say 'pony', which, oddly enough, still fits the bill if you are an aficionado of cockney rhyming slang) : )

Anyhoo, this place seems to becoming a bit like one of my favourite songs of theirs...Saturday Night in the City of the Dead.

Recently we went nearly two weeks before anyone posted anything at all in general discussions.


'Sat'day night in the City of the Dead
Can you feel the time bomb ticking in your head?
Too many memories are waiting in your bed
Sat'day night in the City of the Dead'


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fn98yNUqDsE

You're right there John - we lack some oomph in the discussion area - I think we miss Paul Blackburn for that one - he was very good at introducing funny little exercises and things that sparked the imagination.

I did mean to contribute to this earlier but got waylaid before I had chance to think about it.

I read the article but was most disappointed to find that I'd have to buy the book to see what Keats mixed in with his oats...

I don't have any exciting recipes I'm afraid. Breakfast for me is one slice of thick white toast with lashings of real butter, washed down with two cups of coffee.

Does that mean I'm a boring poet with no imagination? You don't need to answer that one ;)

I shan't tell you what I have before bed though - there needs to be a little mystery to every poet - the ineffable perhaps :)

I'm afraid all the oomph! has gone into the Blog area with the Maggie rantings!

John - What I like for breakfast cannot be eaten.

Isobel - ABSOLUTELY - Paul is missed!

Graham - It's quite entertaining though - isn't it?!

So we're talking about poetry for breakfast now, are we Francine?

I must confess to being more of an evening/afternoon person myself. Snacking in the mornings? Uugggh no!

A glass of Buck's Fizz with hot-smoked salmon and creamy scrambled eggs (with dill) on a thick slice of well-buttered granary toast. Failing that a bacon butty on thick sliced white with a mug of builder's tea.

Oooh - I'm coming round to yours for breakfast - even better if you can plop a nice fried egg on that bacon butty - both options sound divine ;)

You would be most welcome Isobel, fried egg for me too - oops - I forgot the brown sauce for me bacon butty! :) x

No discussion of poetry and porridge is complete without a look at 'Scouring out the Porridge Pot' - a brilliant children's poem which adults also love.

http://xoxymoronsx.wordpress.com/tag/scouring-out-the-porridge-pot/

One of my favourites, Dave, along with
"A peanut sat on a railway track
His heart was all a-flutter
The 5.15 came rushing by
Toot, toot - peanut butter"
On the question of breakfasts of champions:-
Toast, buttered, spread with marmite and with a soft-boiled egg on top; alternatively
http://www.writeoutloud.net/public/blogentry.php?blogentryid=18845

A tumbler of pomegranate juice.
Porridge - made with semi-skimmed milk, with honey stirred in, followed by 2 rounds of buttered toast and a cup of green tea.
(Well, this IS since I have been told to eat more healthily!!)
Is there a poem in diet I wonder?