When my dad asks for a bull’s Eye for breakfast, if Idi Amin Dada was my dad’s chef, he would have killed a bull and brought it’s eyes served on a silver plate for my dad and would have placed his palms on his wide waist, pushed his chin forward, widened his eyes to say Bon appetite!!! But let’s not try to be like this guy that placed Uganda
When ready to eat, it actually looks like eyes. My dad loves his bull’s eye with salt and pepper sprinkled on top to give it a hot stingy taste. He loves it most with Indian chapatti but you can also have it with a buttered bread toast.
