as far as my favorite candy, i really like rockets. (look, i dont even call them smarties, so i dont confuse you canadians). also, jolly ranchers.
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At the moment, cooking is a task to be avoided at all costs. At other hungover times, however, I feel a strong desire to cook, and often spend entire hungover afternoons cooking.

Coffee, of course, is crucial. It's probably the most crucial element, and the only that is near certain to be included. It's very important that the coffee be fresh and high quality, while on normal mornings these things matter less than the desperate need for caffeine. Orange juice is wonderful during all mornings, and especially wonderful when hungover, but will ensure vomit if I drank it the night before. Often I will forget having done so, and only realize after smelling it as it approaches my mouth the next morning. The same applies for cranberry juice and especially grapefruit juice, both of which I tremendously enjoy. I find gatorade easy to keep down (and so hilarious to regurgitate that any discomfort is redeemed), refreshing, and medically reassuring (for its value in rehydrating my alcohol desiccated body). I buy it in bulk, in powdered form.

Grease and starch are usually helpful. Hash-browns are a particularly workable method of combining the two, although because they are time consuming to make I rarely bother. Well buttered (er. margarined.) english muffins also hold special appeal when hungover.

Salads (being nearly the antithesis of this) are rarely of interest, but I nearly always crave fresh cucumber. I rarely have it on hand, but the few times I have been able to satisfy this urge have been nearly orgasmic. My usual fondness for soups dissolve when hungover, and the few times I've made them in such a state have been regrettable. Eggs do not appeal, as I find them usually bland after a night in my cups. I think I was already vegetarian when I started getting really vicious hangovers, so I can't offer an opinion on meats. Bacon does sound appealing, though: The crisp texture would be refreshing against my fuzzy tongue and it would fulfil my grease requirements. I'm unsure if the extensive mastication it requires would be a problem, as sometimes it can provoke swells of queasiness, but I imagine it would be fine.

My hangover remedy of choice is 4mg dilaudid, and if the situation is at all conducive to it I will include it in the the pre-eating gatorade/water prhase of the day. This removes any hope of not vomiting, but cures my hangovers effectively and reliably.

Particularly important in hangover dining is atmosphere. If I can eat it in a new place, or with new people, or even in new weather, I will be reassured and avoid the chasms of hangover despair into which I will otherwise predictably sink. Pretty girls nearby also comfort me greatly, although without the environmental changes this will often be disastrous, as I am prone to inflicting on them endless fearful whining about my life. I try to avoid bright light (although I suspect it results in my mood improving sooner) and love to dine dark, shadowy places. Bad music is especially soul destroying during my hungover meal, and should be avoided at all costs.

So, there you have it. Today, unfortunately, I lack fruit juice of any sort and am having trouble motivating myself to make coffee. I do not anticipate today containing a prime example of a good hangover meal.


<IgnoreAmos> I opened the bottle last night; it's almost gone.
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