Breakfast is my favourite meal of the day, not because of when it’s consumed but because of what’s traditionally consumed with it. I set no temporal bounds on when I might enjoy a few rashers of bacon, or some buttered scrambled eggs; I’d be just as happy to have them at dusk as I would be at dawn. And when hunger struck me close to midday on the streets of Edinburgh, I thought of no better remedy than the local variant of the quintessentially British “full breakfast”.
Welcome to Deacon’s House Cafe.
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