Though I fear 'twould add insult to young Ewan's injury, I remember a "definition" of Hell: "A place where the waiters are German and the cooks are British." Perhaps there is a connection. I think that Leeneia may be right about the Brtish penchant for giving their food unappealing names (to "prove they are not French"). On the other hand do we USAer's name our food plainly just to prove we're not British? Personally, saying 'bangers' or 'sausages' is of no consequence since they are tasty with either name and I think that the British idea of having a great buffet of food for breakfast is very civilized. Of course I'm writing this before breakfast. I think I'll go have some orange juice, toast, grits and coffee. (grits?) Say I wouldn't mind a couple of eggs (over easy) and biscuits and sausage gravy and slabs of melting butter and perhaps some Canadian bacon and a pair of piping hot blueberry muffins and a stack of flapjacks dripping with Vermont maple syrup.

Oh alright, grits it is.

CB