There's a scene near the beginning of The Wind in the Willows in which Rat is taking Mole on a picnic, and Mole asks him what's in the basket:
'There's cold chicken inside it,' replied the Rat briefly; 'coldtonguecoldhamcoldbeefpickledgherkinssaladfrenchrollscresssan dwichespottedmeatgingerbeerlemonadesodawater——'
'O stop, stop,' cried the Mole in ecstacies: 'This is too much!'
A Christmas present just arrived for us from Aunt Mindy and Uncle Aunt Mindy's Husband Who Does Not Yet Have A Pseudonym, and it evokes much the same sentiment, right down to arriving in a basket. It contains three kinds of English muffins, plus something called English muffin bread, crumpets, two kinds of jam, a lemon tea cake, some scones, an iced breakfast loaf, an unexpectedly non-English baklava, some cocoa, and, because it's a Christmas gift and traditional gifts must contain this item despite its unpopularity, a small fruitcake...wait...it's actually something called a cinnamon toffee mini bundt cake? Toffee in a breakfast item. Pinch me. Like Mole, I may have to ask to be the one to do the washing up.