I'd imagined that hospital canteen breakfasts were little more than a flax seed smoothie and a stick of celery but it turns out that the NHS will happily clog your arteries for you and then patch you up afterwards. In the foyer to the hospital I'd walked past professionals trying to raise awareness of heart disease and it was with this put firmly to the back of my mind that I strode with undue confidence into the canteen while disinfecting my hands from the wall dispenser.
The fry up scene at the hospital was not thriving, the place was pretty much empty with only a few early morning staff members eating while watching the Oscar Pistorious verdict on 24Hour news. Despite this I was determined to see breakfast justice done.
The Fryup
Nil by mouth |
You did get to serve yourself with tongs which was quite fun but overall this breakfast was a poor show. If you've decided to throw caution, and basic medical advice, to the wind and take on a Full English at the hospital then you should at least be able to enjoy it, but this was awful.
The sausage was such poor quality that I could have just as easily spread it on the fried bread as a pate. The fried bread was only the really positive element. It was warm and tasty but the bacon was so hard that it was more like Jerky. I was tempted to use the bacon as a leathery spoon for the beans and am now sad that I didn't.
Crowded |
In conclusion, I'd say that if you're a hospital serving a dangerously unhealthy breakfast make sure that you do it well. Thank heavens I was only yards from A&E.
Needless to say afterwards I certainly was a full English. 5/10