Man, a few years ago I had biscuits and sausage (sawmill) gravy for breakfast. Never had it since (although I did sneek a little biscuit gravy on my grandmother's mashed potatoes the other other weekend, but hers isn't heavy on the sausage like Stuart's and I ate very little of it). I had a major bile diarrhea episode; had to take three or four welchol pills to get it to stop--and I took one before I even ate any (1 pill almost always stops me up). What's more, we were at an 18th century event, so I had to keep walking back and forth to the bathroom and didn't have access to a hot bath or anything. I ended up laying down and sleeping some of it off. I was not a happy camper that weekend at all.