So, you spent last night out with the boys, drinking, singing, and laughing, solving all the world's problems (although, this morning, those solutions escape you).
Now your head is a little ache-y, and your mouth is a desert. Do you eat? If so, what? Or does the mere thought of food make you blanch?
For me: Huevos Rancheros, over-easy, with Tobasco sauce. How about you?
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