Croissants, you must be joking. Those things are more air pockets than actual food and it stands to reason that a chap might well blow out his gaff eating mostly air of dubious nutritional value, like drinking too much champers compared to a hearty glass of Bosun's grog, or a few stiff whiskies.
Now there's been a hint about the traditional English breakfast, which is a meal without equal. Fried lamb chops, sausages, bacon, eggs, tomato, onion, maybe a kipper or two, lashings of toast and at least two pots of tea.
One of my favourite Hitchcock "thriller" murder movies, about a blighter with a tiepin, who strangles his lady victims has an excellent comedic side plot based on food that features a Policeman who loves the traditional English breakfast, and who's wife is doing a "French Cuisine Cooking class" Plenty of opportunities for comedy and disparaging remarks about the French and their generally regarded by the British as diabolical "cuisine".