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What Is It With Women And Fancy Breakfasts?

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So I'm getting ready for my annual trip to Rumfest this weekend - yes it is exactly how it sounds, a festival of rum and rum-drinking - and the Mrs has decided to get in on the organising act. There's always a big group of us go to Rumfest, and this year it's moved location to the Excel Centre in the docklands so we're planning to meet up at Liverpool Street and have a decent breakfast before sampling one or two rums from around the world.

So my girlfriend and some of her friends decide on a place to meet that meets none of my requirements. It's a coffee shop, one of those fancy ones filled with hipsters wearing tweed and sporting ridiculous facial hair that are found all over the east end these days. I hate these places. And I hate coffee too, come to that. To make matters worse I had a look at their menu and their one and only cooked breakfast consists of bacon, sausage, eggs, mushrooms, tomato and spinach. Spinach! In a breakfast!

Where's the black pudding? The fried bread? The toast? The chips? The rosie lee in a chipped mug?

So I've just put my foot down and refused to go there. And now she's got a strop on. Apparently I'm being anti-social, and she's going there without me, and she'll tell everyone about my refusal, and it'll ruin the day, and I'm being deliberately difficult, and and and!

Am I wrong on this one? Because I just don't see it.

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If a normal person bought this breakfast and a tea-based infusion to go with it would they get any change out of fifteen quid?

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If it's your annual trip why are her friends going? What about your mates, they can't be happy with it.

Tell her if she doesn't get some decent stodge in her stomach early doors then you will refuse to assist her holding her hair back when she is inevitably vomiting in the street at half eleven this evening.

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Good lord man, forget breakfast and get tucked into the rum ;)

Oh and while your at it post news of this fine sounding experience much earlier in the year so I can plan a visit. Sounds like a fine way to pickle your liver.

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If a normal person bought this breakfast and a tea-based infusion to go with it would they get any change out of fifteen quid?

50p maybe. It's a tenner just for the 'breakfast'.

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If it's your annual trip why are her friends going? What about your mates, they can't be happy with it.

Tell her if she doesn't get some decent stodge in her stomach early doors then you will refuse to assist her holding her hair back when she is inevitably vomiting in the street at half eleven this evening.

One or two of her friends always come too, but this year she's extended the list even further. I've got an email exchange going on at the minute about finding an alternative location for the refuseniks, unfortunately some of the blokes are getting nagged into going to this place.

I just can't work out why, after a nine year relationship, she thinks I'd be remotely interested in this sort of establishment. Women are odd.

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Aargh! It sounds to me like you other half has taken your ideal weekend and put her own slant on things. From a simple perspective, a weekend of rum -based shenanigans commencing with a spinach based breakfast; could you get a better example of oil and water?

I think I may have a reasonable compromise though. It is my understannding that Borough Market is the latest place to be, but it can be tempered by the fact you can get decent grub. I can't wholly endorse this recommendation, as I have been put onto this by a frequent visiting friend, yet to make the trip personally.

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Good lord man, forget breakfast and get tucked into the rum ;)

Oh and while your at it post news of this fine sounding experience much earlier in the year so I can plan a visit. Sounds like a fine way to pickle your liver.

tbh most people turn their nose up at rum. This is an annual event with distillers and importers displaying their wares. 25 quid to get in and supposedly 5 drinks vouchers but actually you just fill your boots with free samples. It usually has some 'events', a bit of music, food, and some dancing girls in feathers. Tickets available on the door if you're anywhere local, and a new event is starting this year on the sunday: Rumstock - in case one day isn't enough.

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Aargh! It sounds to me like you other half has taken your ideal weekend and put her own slant on things. From a simple perspective, a weekend of rum -based shenanigans commencing with a spinach based breakfast; could you get a better example of oil and water?

I think I may have a reasonable compromise though. It is my understannding that Borough Market is the latest place to be, but it can be tempered by the fact you can get decent grub. I can't wholly endorse this recommendation, as I have been put onto this by a frequent visiting friend, yet to make the trip personally.

Borough Market I have mixed feelings over. My grandparents grew up around there so I'm never quite sure if I approve of the changes that have occurred.

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Gety drunk on the rum and tell her she's your besteshhht frrienddd and things will be ok.

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I just can't work out why, after a nine year relationship, she thinks I'd be remotely interested in this sort of establishment. Women are odd.

She clearly doesn't want to get to year 10.

Get tanked on rum and find some hookers.

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She clearly doesn't want to get to year 10.

Get tanked on rum and find some hookers.

Alternatively.....

She is making an effort to get involved with something you enjoy. Great. Do you reciprocate by going out to do something she enjoys? If so suggest next time you go out on this that you stick your size 9s in and ###### up the day for her. Obviously not in those words.

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Coffee shops also serve tea, even Starbucks (God help me), as for breakfast...surely at Rumfest they would serve some food?

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tbh most people turn their nose up at rum.

Most rum is pretty ordinary stuff, made quickly. If you try some that's been aged in the same way as whisky, it can be amazing. It certainly changed my mind about rum.

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Coffee shops also serve tea, even Starbucks (God help me), as for breakfast...surely at Rumfest they would serve some food?

Went into a Starbucks once and walked straight out again. Ghastly place. First time I went to Rumfest I made the mistake of leaving it too late and the only food left was rum cake and guava jelly. SInce then I've always tried to load up beforehand.

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Wray & Nephew Overproof was introduced to me by my Mother-in-law, lethal stuff 63%

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Most rum is pretty ordinary stuff, made quickly. If you try some that's been aged in the same way as whisky, it can be amazing. It certainly changed my mind about rum.

I've got quite a decent collection of rums, and I try to indoctrinate people when they come round. Santa Teresa (from Venezuela) is possibly my favourite, although I also have a very soft spot for St Nicholas Abbey (Barbados). Pusser's has a very interesting backstory (anyone serving in the Royal Navy before 1970 would recognise it) but taste-wise it's not so great.

Avoid rhum agricole, not only is it from the French islands but it's also horrendous.

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I've got quite a decent collection of rums, and I try to indoctrinate people when they come round. Santa Teresa (from Venezuela) is possibly my favourite, although I also have a very soft spot for St Nicholas Abbey (Barbados). Pusser's has a very interesting backstory (anyone serving in the Royal Navy before 1970 would recognise it) but taste-wise it's not so great.

Avoid rhum agricole, not only is it from the French islands but it's also horrendous.

I occasionally treat myself to a bottle of this, when I'm feeling flush. Lquid sunlight! :)Angostura1919Rum-ESQ-Mixologist-fb-78812774.jpg

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And sometimes this, which is an unusual one.

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Am I wrong on this one? Because I just don't see it.

I don't think you're wrong. My sister always makes a beeline for those coffee shop places with the fancy danish pastries and I hate them. I recently spent a particularly awful night babysitting my granddaughter who was awake almost all night. After I had taken her back to her mum the next morning I stopped at a Morrisons cafe to try to try and regain some strength before shopping. I ordered their £3.75 breakfast expecting the usual supermarket cafe disappointment and was presented with two decent sized rashers, two sausages, two cooked to perfection dippy eggs, beans and two slices of thick buttered toast all piping hot and freshly cooked plus a mug of tea. Well impressed :)

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Chips for breakfast? Shes got a point with that

Anyway, will there be Austria's finest, Stroh 60?

If not Ive got the remnants of a bottle I bought in the mid 90s, amongst the foulest fluids on earth but still essential for my skiing hip flask

(The foulest being Italian spirit called Cynar - artichoke or chicory, Im never sure, if someone told you it was poison youd believe them)

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Funnily enough i grew up in Acton, although the other side of it, and played football in the park next to the cafe. Went in there once or twice in the dim and distant but was never that impressed. Unless the Mrs changes her plans I'll let her go to her place (nude espresso if anyone's interested in checking it out) and I'll meet my cousin in Walpole's in Ealing.

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Chips for breakfast? Shes got a point with that

Anyway, will there be Austria's finest, Stroh 60?

If not Ive got the remnants of a bottle I bought in the mid 90s, amongst the foulest fluids on earth but still essential for my skiing hip flask

(The foulest being Italian spirit called Cynar - artichoke or chicory, Im never sure, if someone told you it was poison youd believe them)

There's an ongoing debate in my household over chips being included in a full English. Aside form the obvious health implications (and to be fair I only eat full English on rare occasions) if it's a breakfast breakfast then I can go without, but if it's mid-morning breakfast then pile them on.

I'm afraid I've got an automatic dislike of Australian rum. I've never tasted one that was even remotely likeable.

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