Know your drunk kryptonite
Everybody has their own personal gauge for determining just how well (or poorly) the evening is going. A mounting stack of cans, for example, or a belief that you are suddenly bi-lingual.
And, at the end of the night, we all face our drunk kryptonite. The food we irrationally seek out at great effort and cost, even if we would never eat it during the light of day.
Identifying that food serves two purposes: It is a signal to friends that you’re done for the evening and also gives you a bit of
insight into the hidden desires of your heart (like a vegetarian’s secret bacon
A straw (wheat? hops?) poll suggests that Panda Express
(7920 State Line) is literally in the wheel house of several folks
I know. It has a drive-thru, but it’s only open until 10:30 p.m.
on Friday and Saturday, so plan accordingly.