I had a graveyard hangover and went to a beachside bar in Micronesia for breakfast.
I asked the bartender/owner if she had a hangover drink and she did.
It was 4 ounces of fruit juice, a shot of Bacardi, and a pinch of brown powder from an envelope she kept locked in a little cabinet behind the bar.
She said drink it in one take, I did, and my hard Teak barstool soon felt like I was sitting on a soft feather pillow.
I believe the powder was an narcotic of some sort, but it cured the hangover. Micronesia has very loose laws.
(Even the asprin you buy there has Codine.)
The name of this drink: Flying Tiger.
The name of the bar: The Bali Hi.
Great Portugese Sausage and egg breakfasts.
I changed login names because I'm having trouble loging in with the old TPC.
How'd you come by your forum name?