A lot of people want to know what the average millionaire or billionaire eats for breakfast, lunch and dinner and how and where he eats it ….. along with a lot of other questions. People are just naturally curious about these things, I guess.
Some very successful people like a breakfast of various fruits along with some nourishing grain dishes. This could conceivably consist of some grapes, pineapple chunks, apple chunks, raisins and slices of orange all nestled comfortably in a little bowl with a serving of 10-grain cooked cereal and black coffee on the side. Now that has been reported to be a favorite with some very wealthy folks and I have tried it myself and I can see the appeal.
One Englishman I know whose income tops a Million Dollars is fond of fish ….. especially a fish called “Kippers” and if you are in the mood to try kippers for breakfast you should know that you can buy them rather reasonably in small individual serving-sized cans at any reputable grocery store that features International cuisine.
I had a friend once who liked to consume a whole can of mackerel for breakfast and that was just about his entire diet for the day … several days a week. — My friend is deceased now …. He literally smoked himself to death with a tobacco addiction that went way out of control.
When they found him he was sitting deceased in his favorite chair and was coated with at least a one-eighth (1/8th)-inch-thick coating of tobacco tar and residue. NOT!
One of my own favorites —– although I am a relatively fiscally poor nobody (Cough! Choke! Hack! Wheeze!) is a mixture consisting of one cup Greek-style yogurt with a spoonful of raw honey, a handful of fresh blueberries and some crushed walnut halves — a concoction that I lovingly refer to as “Rocket Fuel For The Start Of The Day.”
I also love a breakfast once suggested to me by a dear Internet friend that consists of 4 strips of thick-cut grilled crisp bacon, three eggs, some Southern-style grits and maybe a home-baked biscuit or two …. with real butter …. never margarine.
I have heard of some real eccentrics who prefer such things as grilled spinach sandwiches: Two slices of french bread with the crust trimmed away, a covering of fresh spinach leaves, one ounce of shredded cheddar cheese, a sprinkling of Parmesan and perhaps a strip or two of crisp-grilled bacon.
Then there are the protein bars and the protein shakes and granola crowd.
Once the content of the breakfast is resolved the question turns to where the very rich eat their breakfasts … and some of their other meals.
Like I said, I am just a poor fool with expensive tastes and no means with which to indulge my fantasies so I settle for something plain and unadorned:
I like a rather large polished wood dining table with some comfortable upholstered chairs, a light-colored ceiling with some polished wooden beams overhead, brilliantly polished parquet wood flooring beneath my feet, the warmth of a built-in fireplace in one corner of the room, an Island-type grill with a smoke-ejecting hood, some light, open and airy windows and a comfortably muted ambiance with the house music system playing something soothing like the theme songs from the motion picture, “Gone With The Wind.” — Even though they are a more or less forbidden indulgence for someone like myself I do go overboard about five days a week and include at least one vase of cut flowers on the dining table and yesterdays choice was a small white flower called “Pom Pom.”
And when I am not in the mood for the pom-pom I settle for an old well-used canning jar with a few freshly picked yellow dandelions in season — or some thistles and briars.
Notice I said at the beginning of this description of a dining environment that these are the things I “Like;” I did not say “These are the things I have.” — If you were to see the eating environment here where I live you might be a little taken aback or even embarrassed at the plain-ness and simplicity of it all …. maybe …. depending on your view of what “Quality” means. — I am by no means either excessively wealthy or pretentious! (Giggle.). That was an embarrassed “Giggle” by the way. — I always feel a little deprived and out-of-place in an imported silk robe with the satin lapels and cuffs —– I rather prefer a pair of burlap pajamas myself because I love the sensation of itching and scratching.
My own kitchen is more of a cave actually — reminiscent of those old drafty kitchens one could find on the Seventh floor of a local absent-landlord-owned tenement building on the seedier side of town …. snark …. LOL. — comfortable and tastefully decorated but still reminiscent of the old …. slums. Wrong! I am lying again! — or am I?
Maybe you choose to believe that one and maybe you dont. Just keep in mind what an incorrigible liar I can be at times.
My advantage is that the roaches no longer share the same living space as I do like once was the case … many years ago.
No! The roaches are nowhere present anymore.
I think I far prefer eating out of carved bamboo bowls with my bare fingers than sitting in front of some pretentious arrangement of soft and glistening expensive table crap.
I do love a hard-packed dirt floor!
No, I don’t!
I think my favorite place setting for a meal could easily become a tin all-purpose soup plate with a single spoon as a utensil … both articles reminiscent of the local church-mission where they serve the “Free Dinner” every Wednesday Afternoon on schedule.
I was kind of in love with my old metal “Mess” kit I had when I was in the Armed Forces.
Now as to the dinnerware one would think of something like Limoges or Phillipe Deshoulieres or perhaps Nymphenburg or Hering or L’Objet Byzanteum but those are way out of my league so I settle for Mikasa and Lennox and no I am not being compensated in any manner for mentioning any of these brand names.
Now just because I said that I would “Settle” for less expensive dinnerware does not mean that I actually possess any of that stuff and it does not mean that I do not either because whether I do or not is of no importance to anybody and as evidenced by my rather ridiculous bodyweight I do manage to stuff myself with enough food regardless of the means or method of ingestion.
Wax-coated paper plates can be wonderfully convenient because they can be disposed of after a couple of uses …. or after a single use ….depending on the individual taste and tolerance I would imagine.
No, I am pretty much of a nobody and I prefer to keep it that way, folks and what I am doing this morning here with this blog post is running my mouth about a lot of inane and unimportant drivel in an attempt to entertain somebody.
Everybody likes to dream once in a while don’t they?
What’s in your kitchen cabinet?