I’ve got two: Salmon croquettes with scrambled eggs, cheese grits and buttermilk biscuits with peach preserves,
or
Full English, which I can get an OK version of down the road from me at an English-run restaurant. The best I’ve had were at a restaurant in Sydney (near Vaucluse, I think?) overlooking the ocean, and at a tiny caf run by a couple of Turkish guys in London’s Stoke Newington borough.
Yorkshire Gold tea is the drink of choice for both.