What you can't get, you want. There are a few things, living in Muscat, that are not readily available, and that, as a result of that, I find myself craving.
Luckily I travel for work, and when I stop in London, the first thing I get myself is a fry-up breakfast. Not for the bacon (though that's good) but for the mushrooms. Oh I miss mushrooms! Real ones with that flavour of the earth in them. Fried in butter.
This is a mix of chestnut, oyster and button mushrooms, local and tasty, cooked just how they should be, and then...dipped into a perfectly runny yolk of a fried egg sitting on a sourdough slice to sop it all up.