Forget Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday morning - Friday morning in Fruit Towers is all about eggs.
So much so it has been unofficially rechristened Fregg Day.
Eggs at 9am.
Beer trolley at 5pm.
When your Friday starts and ends like this, everything inbetween somehow feels so much better.
Happy weekend.
Our chefs do amazing breakfast buns everyday using our own free-range eggs fresh from the hens. Can't beat them:)
Posted by: Rowan | March 03, 2010 at 11:11 AM
Isn't that a bottle of wine on your beer trolley?
Posted by: Kirsten | March 03, 2010 at 11:22 AM
It's a pretty sad looking beer trolley :)
Posted by: Ellie | March 03, 2010 at 01:22 PM
How about a tofu Tuesday to make up for all those nasty eggs! (I'm vegan in case you can't tell!)
Posted by: KT | March 03, 2010 at 08:27 PM
Eggs from Shropshire delivered to London??? Isn't that an awful lot of food miles, even though they do look like awfully nice folk up there? Surely there are some happy, healthy flocks of hens closer to Fruit Towers? I'm lucky, I can pop out in my PJs and wellies for my breakfast eggs but realise not everyone is so fortunate....
Posted by: kate | August 23, 2010 at 11:39 PM