On Sunday morning, Scott text me about a bad pharmaceutical experience from the night before. I may or may not have had anything to do with it, but regardless, he text me, so I invited him over for Barbeque Breakfast.
When he finally made it over, he had a bag of ingredients for none other than breakfast burritos.
Tortillas.
Avocado.
Salsa ingredients.
Hot fucking damn.
I had also ventured to Grey Lynn Foodtown in search of some Sunday Breakfasty treats:
Bacon Steaks.
Bread.
Eggs.
Black Pudding.
Bananas.
Ben and Joel joined us for a 'few jars' and some breakfast. The BBQ was loaded up with scram, bacon and fresh tomato from the garden. It didn't take too long for any of it to cook, which ruled 'coz by this stage it was approaching midday.
With the spread out, we dug in to breakfast burritos, bacon, black pudding, bananas with sugar and cinnamon, toast, coffee etc.
Glory times.
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