Here’s a good structured argument as to not take the beans for granted both in their presence and location on the breakfast plate .
Baked beans are never going to be noticed for their extravagance. You could conceivably argue that toast is more interesting. What they bring to the (breakfast) table, however, is versatility.
Beans are ubiquitous in fry-ups because without them you’re looking to egg yolk as your sole source of wetness. That would be an error. A yolk will never get you through an entire meal. Post-plunge, you’re looking at three to four mouthfuls, tops. They’re also too mild in flavour to call themselves a one-stop-shop for moisture.
That’s why at the end of every respectable forkful you’ll find a smattering of beans. The sauce - tomatoey, wholesome, just sweet enough - goes with everything on the plate, but unlike ketchup, it won’t overpower. I’ve heard them called blandness in a can, but without their presence everything goes to ****. Beans make the showpiece ingredients better. Even when I’m ordering a posh brunch - chorizo, mercilessly smashed avocado, halloumi, that lot - I’m looking at the £1 beans side order. It’s instinctive.
If I was going to use a not-at-all lazy footballing analogy (which I obviously will, because it’s sort of a go-to at this point in basically any argument), I’d say baked beans were the utility player of the fry up: the Jack Grealish , Stephen Gerrard , the James Milner. You can play them in a central role, getting everything started and mopping up when required, but they’re no less useful out wide. Lose your baked beans and suddenly the rest of the plate looks exposed. They’re flexible, and you feel reassured when you see them on the team sheet.
I have no issue with sausages, black pudding or the humble hash brown being deployed mid-plate as a beans buffer. You don’t want the tomato sauce running wild and colliding with crust. So yeah, applied too liberally you’re definitely risk a tomato flood – grief nobody needs at peak hangover. The trick is to make sure the sauce thickens slightly before you take them off the heat, and just don’t be an excitable idiot when you’re dolloping.
Thoughts ?