On the other side of the coin, I’m a guy and I only eat breakfast foods for breakfast. If I have that many leftovers, then I likely have leftover pie, too (note: Pie counts as a breakfast food). I will, though, sometimes have pancakes or eggs for supper.
And I’m also completely baffled by Richard North’s need to beat people up just because he doesn’t like the music they listen to or what they drink. But then, I expect that most sane people, of either gender, would be baffled by that. That’s not remotely close to the way Real Men behave.
Sometimes I have salad for breakfast, if there’s salad left and it sounds good. If I’m feeling really fancy I’ll soft boil an egg and put that on top, letting the yolk act as dressing, but mostly I’m not that fancy with breakfast salad.
Actually, having specific breakfast foods is an American and some European country thing. Most other places just eat the same type stuff they have for their other meals. So, Johnny, most of the world agrees with us guys!
Remember, though, when dealing with a female you can be right or you can be happy - but not both. Choose wisely!
Growing up it was totally normal for us older kids to just get what we wanted for breakfast. Most of the time it was leftovers of whatever was in the fridge. I still like leftovers for breakfast or anytime during the day. Enchiladas for breakfast? YUM!
Cold pizza for breakfast? What are you people, barbarians?
It takes literally a minute to heat it up in the microwave and then you’ve got delicious, hot, civilised pizza to enjoy for breakfast. Incidentally, re-heated Asian takeaway is also a perfectly cromulent breakfast too.
To broaden the scope of the replies a bit, I’ve known a few ladies who don’t get that sometimes I don’t want a Fairtrade Caramel Cappuccino with Organic Skim Milk at a trendy place with a lot of meaningless adjectives like “authentic” and “artisan” on the menu, I want a cup of hot coffee, in a mug, with some cow milk in it, because sometimes I have pressing Manly Things to do and therefore don’t have time for frilly bullshit with my coffee.
Cold pizza is for people without microwave ovens or electricity. American pizzas might be different but pizza here just tastes bland and uninspiring cold.
Sometimes my wife just doesn’t understand me. Most weekends we get breakfast tacos from a really good place near us, but occasionally I really want to go for a sitdown meal at this place downtown that has a very close second best for tortillas in Texas, and get their machacado con huevo, sun dried beef with eggs. It’s fantastic. The part that drives her crazy is that while we’re waiting to be seated, I always fistfight a hobo. I win, but I’m not bragging, because come on, y’know, hobo.