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I don't.
But then, in Wales it can be difficult to tell where the sun is at the best of times ...
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megaadam wrote: Do you Brits use the same? No, that is pure American. Sadly, too much of it is leaking into our language via social media and TV channels. If it was up to me ...
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So whaddaya Brits say then?
"If we don't change direction, we'll end up where we're going"
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"Fried egg": cooked from underneath only.
And then given to Herself or thrown in the bin: I don't like eggs - blame my father for that one.
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"Fried eggs, please".
Everyone knows there is only one way to serve a fried egg: heat some oil or fat in a pan, break the egg(s) into the pan and leave until the white is solid and the yoke runny.
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Over hard (broken yolks) -- I don't like the flavor of raw yolk.
The best way to serve a fried egg is as a McMuffin.
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PIEBALDconsult wrote: a McMuffin. 
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megaadam wrote: So whaddaya Brits say then? We don't - we get what is on served on the plate when we go to a greasy spoon.
Greasy spoon - Wikipedia[^]
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GuyThiebaut wrote: greasy spoon
Another Americanism...
Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows.
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It means that same as a choke-n-puke.
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No, "greasy spoon" is very British.
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The place is British, but the name is American. I think that the equivalent British name is a "caff".
Greasy spoon Definition & Meaning | Dictionary.com
Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows.
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Quote: The earliest appearance of the term in print (MacMillan's Magazine, 1906), refers to events of an earlier time: a restaurant in Paris was visited daily by Robert Louis Stevenson in 1874. "...the Cremerie in the Rue Delambre, - an eating-house much frequented by artists, and familiarly known as The Greasy Spoon..."
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I sit corrected.
Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four. If that is granted, all else follows.
-- 6079 Smith W.
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GuyThiebaut wrote: a greasy spoon. I haven't tasted their delights for a good few years.
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We had a great one in Cambridge that would serve chips for breakfast.
It was called "The Athena" and was filled with truckers and manual workers - probably the best breakfast in Cambridge at the time, 20 or so years ago.
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GuyThiebaut wrote: chips for breakfast. In my experience of working/travelling in the US that is standard. The last British one I ate in was in Bournemouth, but that was also more than 20 years ago.
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I order my egg beaters sunny side up, gets some strange looks.
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"2 chicken eggs, over easy" for another one of those looks. Actually had a waitress say that she didn't know if they had chicken eggs.
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sunny side up, no snot.
>64
Some days the dragon wins. Suck it up.
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it`s "sunnys up", Side is not required in this case.
modified 19-Aug-22 8:35am.
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When I was a kid I didn't like eggs. As an adult I like them runny, but with some type of bread such as toast or a biscuit.
For the first time since before I was a teenager my mother and I live in the same town. When I would visit, breakfast out was more of something I did with my late stepfather. Now that she lives locally we go to breakfast often. It's been great.
She hates runny eggs and always cooks/orders them so the centers are more like a hard boiled egg.
I suddenly realized on morning that my dislike of eggs as a kid wasn't me being picky, it was that my Mom was a lousy cook!
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Rich Shealer wrote: ... it was that my Mom was a lousy cook!
Mine also: she would boil vegetables until the last vitamin cried out in agony and passed away.
If you rested a fork on a brussels sprout, it would sink to the plate.
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Shocker. People joined the Nelsonian era navy to get away from their mothers cooking!
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I thought they 'joined' the Navy because they were pressed into service by a press gang!
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That's the story they told their mothers to avoid hurting their feelings when they got back.
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