I no longer enjoy the sort of constitution that would make beans a sensible breakfast food, so my 'full Scottish' was ordered without that one of Mr. Heinz 57varieties.
That said the 'Almost Full Scottish' was exceptionally nice. It was particularly heartening, in a city where they seem to enjoy turning bacon into inedible leather, to find a place where they cook it to crispy perfection.
Opposite, the Administrator thought her cocotte eggs could have done with a little longer in the oven.
This deli-diner goes on adding value to the Merchant City.