The Hair of the Dog
I had all sorts of delusions about decadent dining this weekend. It’s been so long since I’ve enjoyed a “mini-vacation” that I’d utterly forgotten how bland and unadventurous hotel food tends to be: overcooked pastas, overpriced steaks and the obligatory burger (which law prohibits them from serving medium-rare like God intended). Thank goodness they do a passable attempt at nachos: a mound of tortilla chips swimming in melted cheese, refried beans and ground beef — the perfect greasy balm for a hungover stomach.
After demolishing a plate of nachos with extra jalapenos, along with two pots of coffee, I’m feeling much better. The two naps I’ve taken today — sandwiched around a screening of “Disturbia” courtesy of PPV — have pretty much convinced me that my 3 a.m. promise to never, ever drink again might have been a bit hasty. Besides, the hotel’s free Happy Hour starts soon and, well, I remain determined to get my money’s worth out of this place.
I’m thinking I’ll skip the martinis tonight. It’s just too easy to go overboard with those and, frankly, I’m not that confident my stomach wouldn’t lurch at the very sight of one after a night like last night. Still, I know from experience that I’m best sticking with vodka: so tonight I think I’ll opt for White Russians. Women my age need their calcium, you know. But I’m not paying for a premium vodka like Gray Goose if it’s going to get watered down with milk, that much is certain.
Which reminds me: does Skyy Vodka still claim to be hangover free? Did some product liability attorney make them recant?
True. Best go straight for the tequila tonight.
Skyy isn’t particularly hangover free. But that has been my experience with Goose and Ketel
Nothing tortures me more than when I order a burger and they ask “Medium Well, or Well Done”? No, neither thank you.
Kate, long ago a friend of mine started his 21st birthday celebration with Kahlua and cream, but a friend (not me) switched him to White Russians in mid-debauch. Somehow forgot to mention it to the birthday boy. Ended the evening up to his knees in parking lot and never could look at a White Russian again. V. sap.
Again with all due respect, etc. and the additional qualifier that I’m not a doctor although I play one at home.
The best diet when drinking is red meat. Especially for the B vitamins which when from meat are far superior to the ones in pill form no matter how much the pills may be touted. (The pills are not subject to the FDA, among other things, BTW.)
Tums, Tums and more tums……..
What a great idea!! I want to do this!
Yes, tequila and wine, instead of martinis and wine. That oughta do it.
I updated my post yesterday to reflect your bad mood. HAH!
That aside, I’m glad you’re having a nice time. Was Disturbia any good?
I am so jealous of your mini-vacation! I have always enjoyed going off by myself. But I literally LOL’ed at your story about the FEMA guy and the old lady looking for her family reunion joining you in the bar!
It wasn’t the Skyy…it was the Vermouth they added to the martini. Best to order your martini’s as follows:
(insert brand name here) martini
Hold the vermouth
olives on the side.
A good bartender will give you a big glass of vodka or gin or whatever you ordered.