Bank Holiday Gut Buster Special

It would seem wherever I have worked there is some sort of food-related regular fixture each week. In London we had the fabled "Plough Special", which was consumed in an eating area (I am loathed to use the term restaurant as it really wasn't anywhere near that plush - it kinda looked like a working man's club) in the downstairs of a pub (called The Plough, obviously) in the middle of the City of London. The Plough Special saw more chips than you can ever imagine assembled on one plate (there were other foodstuffs there, but they were dwarfed next to this deep fried potato mountain), just breathing nearby could actually make your arteries harden.. In my former job it used to be a weekly lunchtime run to the Kebab and Pizza stores, which meant every Friday afternoon there was the distinct whiff of chili (and the side-effect of chili) lingering in the office.. funky!
Here, it's the Friday morning breakfast run.. We have a fabulous butty shop not far from us (and they deliver).. Now as tomorrow is Good Friday we've had to bring it forward a day and we've managed to go for a "Bank Holiday Gut-Buster Special" - which essentially means that 8 people have managed to order nearly eighteen quid's worth of food (and when you consider you can get a bacon muffin for £1.30 you may begin to appreciate how much food that actually means we're getting!!). In about an hour's time there'll be more lard in our office than is usually required to get an Elephant in a telephone box!!
Have a nice Easter y'all!