Ryvita with real butter and milky coffee--brought back memories of when I was 13 and would go to my friends house a bus ride away. Every saturday at 11.o'clock she would give us 2 ryvita and a cup of milky coffee. For me it was heaven. That sort of thing never happened in our house. Mother never served anything she didn't like.
Tea after school would regularly be one tin of HP baked beans between 4 growing girls on 2 slices of Wonderloaf each.

A banana and Doritos.

I had sausages and eggs and toast and beans.

Two black coffees, cigarette and blood pressure pill

Tres chic

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Whats great about this crisis is HID has somewhat stopped monitoring my food. So, I can have things like raspberry ripple ice-cream on hot buttered toast for breakfast without too much scrutiny. Although I probably need scrutiny, as my dinner tonight was Cheetos, string cheese and mini marshmallows. I don't think I've event been taught how to eat properly.

I had a BLT, possibly the easiest breakfast to spell.

I applaud your motivation to cook for yourself - I don't ever! a sandwich is the best I can muster.

No muster; mayo.

Half a burger bun , one rasher and a poached egg each. It is Sunday after all.

Had some proper British beans the other day- I think they were $2 in Wal-Mart. Much as I despise Heinz I think this is the way forward- so much better than any local brands, even Clark's

All bran and cornflakes.

vanilla yogurt with sliced almonds.

I usually make myself an omelet, with mushrooms, peppers, black olives, tomato, chopped ham, and sausage bits, then topped with a good squirt of sriracha. Now Mrs P is working from home I only have porridge on weekdays.