So we at The Conscience Collective, try to keep our food related posts to Meat Free Monday, which we also try to keep as healthy as possible. If that is what you're expecting from this post, then expect to be disappointed, big time. AVERT EYES IMMEDIATELY!!! MEAT LOVER COMING THROUGH!

This weekend we spent our Sunday on our friend Pete's boat [Emma, Pete still thinks you're a bossy boots, ha], enjoying good British Ales and Wines, but most importantly relishing in the delicious British reared meat. Juicy Burgers with freshly dug out potatoes from Pete's allotment started off our orgasmic British adventure, as we salivated with each mouthful. As the juices slid down our arms, more satisfaction appeared on our faces. Yet, this was only the beginning.

I had Emma J. over for Brunch, as we had a lot of work to do one fine English Sunday. I'm not a breakfast eater, and I know that most of you advocates for "the most important meal of the day" might scold me for such bad dietary habits, but it's just not "my thing." Instead, I'm a brunch kinda gal. I like the laissez-faire nature of the meal, and it's reference to a carefree approach to the day. Also, who wants to be woken up early on a Sunday?

For this brunch, I was craving a little bit of black beans--think of it as an ode to my South American yearnings--so had soaked these overnight, just in time for the brunch. I also had a few remained eggs that I get from my partner's parents house, where two young boys deliver us their fresh eggs from their chickens every Sunday. As a result, this dish came to being. I have no name for it, but what follows is the recipe for those of you who wish to throw your own Bean Brunch.