How do you like your breakfast? Personally, I’m a fan of a very strong cup of coffee and yogurt with fruit. I once had an editor who ate a full fry-up (eggs, bacon, toast, the works) and drank hot chocolate every morning of the week, and I always thought that was pretty eccentric. Then I read this letter on Lapham’s Quarterly’s website, in which a young Hunter S. Thompson details just what he looks for in his first meal of the day. Even given the writer’s famously hard liver, it’s pretty … extreme. Thompson digs four Bloody Marys, two grapefruits, a pot of coffee, something called “Rangoon crêpes,” a half-pound of either sausage, bacon, or corned-beef hash with diced chilies, a Spanish omelette or eggs Benedict, a quart of milk, pie, two margaritas, and six lines of your finest Colombian marching powder for “dessert.” Oh, and he likes to take it after noon, alone, outdoors, and naked as a jaybird. Well, that’s one way to wake up. [via The Atlantic Wire]