When I was an active duty Marine, IRC: Morning chow, lunch, evening chow followed by late chow or mid-rats. Now: breakfast, lunch and dinner.
I’m a Southron. It’s B’fast, Dinner and Supper.
Now that the earthshaking question has been resolved….
Breakfast Lunch Dinner, except for Sundays…
Then it was Breakfast, Sunday Dinner, and Supper.
Breakfast, lunch, supper.
coffee, first breakfast, second breakfast, elevenses, luncheon, afternoon tea, dinner, supper, before bed treat.
and when at sea, midrats (after midnight of course) and at 10 AM, soup call.
hmmmm, may explain girth.
Did HERSELF just visit my humble abode?
**bows deeply**
And the Army sadly has no equivelant to midrats, but on occasion, they would push forward coffee and that instant chicken noodle soup. That’s my all time favorite soup.
Herself must be a Hobbit!
Up here in the Pacific NorthWet, it’s always been breakfast, lunch, dinner…
But then, I’m lower-class workin’ folks, not the elite “Ivy League set”, so what do I know?
Just so we don’t forget the Wicked Good band enshrined the order of eating meals into a song of sorts.
Wicked good
And our romance, too, it’s wicked good
Just like turnips you’re my favorite food
Breakfast, lunch or dinner, wicked good
Breakfast, Tiffin, Dinner
Breakfast, the noon meal, if it’s just a sandwich, is lunch, if it’s a full sit down meal, is dinner, and the evening meal is supper.
Breakfast, lunch, dinner.
Unless we are at my folks. Then it’s “cafe, almuerzo, comida”.
When I was an active duty Marine, IRC: Morning chow, lunch, evening chow followed by late chow or mid-rats. Now: breakfast, lunch and dinner.
I’m a Southron. It’s B’fast, Dinner and Supper.
Now that the earthshaking question has been resolved….
Breakfast Lunch Dinner, except for Sundays…
Then it was Breakfast, Sunday Dinner, and Supper.
Breakfast, lunch, supper.
coffee, first breakfast, second breakfast, elevenses, luncheon, afternoon tea, dinner, supper, before bed treat.
and when at sea, midrats (after midnight of course) and at 10 AM, soup call.
hmmmm, may explain girth.
Did HERSELF just visit my humble abode?
**bows deeply**
And the Army sadly has no equivelant to midrats, but on occasion, they would push forward coffee and that instant chicken noodle soup. That’s my all time favorite soup.
Herself must be a Hobbit!
Up here in the Pacific NorthWet, it’s always been breakfast, lunch, dinner…
But then, I’m lower-class workin’ folks, not the elite “Ivy League set”, so what do I know?
Just so we don’t forget the Wicked Good band enshrined the order of eating meals into a song of sorts.
Wicked good
And our romance, too, it’s wicked good
Just like turnips you’re my favorite food
Breakfast, lunch or dinner, wicked good
Breakfast, Tiffin, Dinner
Breakfast, the noon meal, if it’s just a sandwich, is lunch, if it’s a full sit down meal, is dinner, and the evening meal is supper.
Breakfast, lunch, dinner.
Unless we are at my folks. Then it’s “cafe, almuerzo, comida”.
Never did get the hang of breakfast at home.
BLD, never BDS.
🙂