Having cooked sausages, bacon, black pudding, toast, eggs, mushrooms, fried bread and tomatoes for some friends who’d stayed overnight, I put a small pan on the hob for scallops. They spat slightly, and the whole pan caught fire. I ran out of the (open) back door carrying said blazing pan – and in doing so caught my big toe on the edge of the open door, trying in effect to kick it up the garden – ouch). Ian, one of the aforementioned house guests, commented that he’d never before been served breakfast with ‘scenes of mild peril’ !
Definitely no hash browns. But scallops with bacon go so well. Sadly on that occasion I chucked them up the garden along with the blazing pan.