I know a guy who got home trollied, went on a drunken rummage through the fridge, ate a whole pack of parma ham. woke up next day, puking his guts up, his mum asked who had eaten all the bacon in the fridge...
Years ago I got home drunk one christmas eve/early christmas morning and decided I was hungry so the obvious solution was to make myself some spaghetti carbonara type dish. I was extremely pissed so this took a good 45 minutes to an hour of me clattering around in the kitchen chopping, frying, stirring and the such. I sit down to eat it at about 3am finally take one mouthful and spit it across the room. I'd made it with the dessert cream laced with Cointreau that was meant for the christmas pudding the next day. I could have cried from the disappointment, it was completely inedible.
Years ago I got home drunk one christmas eve/early christmas morning and decided I was hungry so the obvious solution was to make myself some spaghetti carbonara type dish. I was extremely pissed so this took a good 45 minutes to an hour of me clattering around in the kitchen chopping, frying, stirring and the such. I sit down to eat it at about 3am finally take one mouthful and spit it across the room. I'd made it with the dessert cream laced with Cointreau that was meant for the christmas pudding the next day. I could have cried from the disappointment, it was completely inedible.