I don’t like fried food, buddy but my mammy would make that breakfast for me the odd Sunday when I’m home. A runny poached egg or two and some brown bread and a few rashers-nothing exciting but tasty enough imo.
[SIZE=5]Feeling hungry? Here’s a look at Ireland’s BIGGEST breakfasts[/SIZE]
by @OisinCollins
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[SIZE=4]Earlier today we featured a picture of one almighty feed from the lads at Murphy’s Law in Athlone and that got us thinking… What is Ireland’s biggest breakfast?[/SIZE]
Irish people undoubtedly love breakfast and we’re not talking about some gloopy porridge crap either. We’re talking about the fry-ups to end all fry-ups. We already saw what the Murphy’s Law bar in Athlone has to offer us for breakfast and since then we’ve been inundated with pictures and stories of absolutely giant meals.
So to whet your appetite for a monster feast here’s a look at some of the biggest breakfasts in Ireland…
[B]Murphy’s Law bar – Westmeath[/B]
It was the breakfast that started off our morning (although we would have preferred to start our day off eating it), and it was the catalyst for this piece, so we thought it was only right to include the Murphy’s Law Breakfast Challenge.
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This mammoth breakfast includes four eggs, four pieces of rasher, four sausages, four hash browns, four black & four white pieces of pudding, four pieces of fried tomato, a large portion of fried mushrooms, a side bowl of beans and a bowl of chips.
[B]The Grapevine Bistro – Sligo[/B]
A few of you mentioned that The Grapevine Bistro in Sligo has a Mega Breakfast Challenge and it sounds, well, mega. This feast includes five sausages, five rashers, five eggs, five hash browns, five pieces of white pudding, five pieces of black pudding, five half tomatoes, five portions of mushrooms, five portions of beans, five pieces of toast and a pot of tea.
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If you fancy taking on The Grapevine Bistro’s Mega Breakfast Challenge make sure to pop in to unit 9 of the Quayside Shopping Centre in Sligo.
Plenty of you were quick to point out that Tony’s Bistro on North Main Street in Cork is home to one of Ireland’s biggest breakfasts. Even though the meal, which is aptly named ‘The Godfather’, includes a whole lot of food, the kind folk at Tony’s will foot the bill if you manage to finish the entire thing.
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So here’s what’s in “The Godfather”…
Eight sausages, six rashers, a 6oz sirloin steak, four hash browns, four slices of black & white pudding, two fried eggs, two scrambled eggs, two bowls of chips, three pieces of fried tomato, one bowl of baked beans, one bowl of fried mushrooms, one bowl of onion rings, six pieces of toast, three slices of soda bread and a ‘bucket’ of tea or coffee.
[B]The Hard Boiled Egg – Cavan[/B]
There was only ever going to be one winner of ‘Ireland’s Biggest Breakfast’ and it was a fairly simple choice… seeing as the café in question holds a Guinness World Record for the ‘World’s Largest Breakfast’. The Hard Boiled Egg in Cavan officially holds the title and it’s not hard to see why.
The record breaking breakfast at the Hard Boiled Egg (which, by the way, weighs nearly 4kg) includes, ten sausages, ten rashers, ten eggs, five hash browns, five ‘large’ pieces of white pudding, a bowl of chips, a ‘hill of beans’, three grilled tomatoes, a portion of mushrooms, ten slices of toast and all the tea you can drink.
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So there you have it. If you’re feeling like a good hearty (or heart-attack educing) fry-up, you’ll know where to look from now on.
Anybody eating that amount of food for their breakfast should be sectioned or shot.
Bring it…
I wouldn’t shoot you, mate. I’d bust your fucking thick head with a box.
Good one- you waste of fucking space. With your gut you’ll fall over as soon as you swing …
You can’t beat the home cooked fry. Eating out just isn’t the same. A fried egg in a fuckin’ bistro just tastes of fried egg because it’s fried on the fried egg section of the hob. Your home fried egg is infused with bits of everything else that goes on your plate. When all that is served up, lob a couple of slices of white bread on to soak up the last of the lard.
you wouldn’t eat a 1/4 of it
I would kid, half it at least.
While I was stalking you in the market I tasted a lovely black pudding, the makers had a stall pretty much just outside the door of your shop. Do you know the name of them?
Hey what fucking gut? I’m in tip top shape at the moment, bro. My eating might have slipped a little lately but I’ve been tearing the gym apart for the last 7 weeks.
fuck off your queer
sure thing lardass…
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Have you ever constructed a sentence correctly in your life, you dimwitted camel fucking simpleton?
You never have a good word to say to me anymore, mate.
Where did i imply i was constructing a sentence?
It’s all just motivation sport.
Ah for fuck sake, if you’re not going to fire back a load of abuse fuck off.
oh your time will come
who was that clown i met the other night in the boozer in tel aviv who is stuck in shaggin ashkelon on that power plant for 6 months?