Every three months, about a week before I have a follow-up exam by my primary physician, I need to have full fasting blood work done. After that's done, I'm famished, and go out to get my grub on. Either head to the Awful Waffle for an All-American, or the local deli for corned beef hash and eggs, which includes a bagel and a small bowl of oatmeal.
Can't live without breakfast. I'm shite for the entire day without it.