Breakfast, lunch, and supper (for the three main meals). Dinner is the largest meal of the day, usually for special occasions, and can be either lunch or supper (or in between). So “come around for supper sometime” has a different connotation to “we’re having dinner at 6 pm,” where dinner is larger and probably more festive.
I call them delicious.
Me: Breakfast, lunch, dinner
My dad’s midwestern US family: Breakfast, dinner, supper

serious answer: breakfast/lunch/dinner. my Pennsylvania German grandma called dinner “supper” but she used “lunch” for meal 2
The norm for me is breakfast, lunch, and dinner, with dinner being interchangeable with supper. I found out recently that the word supper derives from soup that you’d have at the end of the day right before bed, and in some places those are different meals. Some places also call whatever the biggest meal of the day is “dinner”, which might be eaten at noon, which is weird to me. Small breakfast in the morning, smaller meal at noon for lunch, and then bigger meal for supper/dinner in the evening is what I’m used to.
breakfast - what you eat right when you wake up
brunch - a big meal late in the morning, typically richer food, optionally with drinks
lunch - noontide meal, typically light
dinner - afternoon or early evening meal, larger than a lunch
brongo - like brunch, but for afternoons
supper - night meal, often but not always lighter than a dinner would be
Is brongo a joke or something you actually use? Never heard that term. I have used the terms linner or lupper, jokingly
Breakfast, lunch, dinner. I’m aware supper exists but never use it myself. Do hear it, though.
Breakfast, second breakfast, lunch, dinner (if I bother, or snack).
Breakfast, lunch, second lunch, and dinner. I’m bariatric so I’m supposed to have six smaller meals a day, but lunch is really the only one I split. I’m trying though.
For those wondering, supper is the right word for dinner, but dinner is the more common term. Supper means evening meal. Dinner is a formal meal. Nobody eats dinner anymore. Maybe on Thanksgiving. That is a dinner. Maybe on Christmas. Same energy. Eating a bowl or small plate of wondering in front of the telly? That is a supper. But call it what you want, I’m guilty of the same.







