Unusual, pleasant breakfast

For breakfast today, I ate a sandwich with corned beef, tomato, and English mustard, together with an iced ring donut, a bowl of hot oatmeal with a dash of syrup, and a little brown ale. It's nice to treat myself to a change sometimes. For lunch, a large fillet of orange roughy waits in the refrigerator.

I tend to have hot oatmeal more when my bottle of milk is fresh. I find that, once it is a few days old, milk tastes worse if heated.

In the US, corned beef is associated with St Patrick's Day, but I think it to be by coincidence that it revisited my diet now. Given the Troubles, that feast is not something I ever felt part of: being English, it felt improper to be appropriating the fun aspects while being associated with the other.

Update: The orange roughy was very good. I accompanied it with some Manhattan clam chowder.