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Little Chocolate Donuts

Julie looked at me, bemused. "When are you two going to learn?" The two she meant were me and my brother. The lesson we have yet to learn after over 30 years is to drink in moderation and not to mix alcohol (especially doing a shot of whiskey with a splash of egg nog just before you end the night). The hangover didn't hit me for a least an hour after I took my shower. Instead, my jaw was killing me. I have been known to grind my teeth at night and last night was a doosy. The throbbing in my head wasn't my hangover, it was like I needed a root canal.

After a queasy drive to the grocery store and three Advil, the ache in my jaw went away and my stomach began jumping rope. Bacon. Have you ever been hungover and someone begins frying greasy, salty bacon? I had to lay down. Couldn't even gather the strength the change the channel off of HGTV. Finally, around 11:00, I made it back into the kitchen. Sophie ad Jake were playing with heir cousins (who had spent the night) and the only food that sounded remotely appetizing was a little chocolate donut. So, I nibbled on a Hostess mini chocolate glazed and damn if I didn't start feeling better.

Are little chocolate the donuts the new cure all for hangovers? Hardly. But it's enough to get me through the rest of the day.

Happy New Year.

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