Imagine. It’s late. You’ve had one, maybe two too many drinks. All those inhibitions that were supposed to stop you from getting an extra patty on your burger dissolved midway through that last Manhattan or Absinthe. You jump in an Uber, or on the nearest metro, or start walking in one primary direction. Your destination is pulling you along like a massive electro-magnet. Soon, you’re stumbling along like the undead — craving dirty, delectable drunk food. But what exactly? A burrito the size of a new born baby, a messy burger with all the styles, some noodles so spicy you’ll still be sweating when you wake up tomorrow?
We all have our go to late night indulgences. We asked our unflappable quorum of writers do tell us their go-to nosh after a late night.
The Canadian half of me is making my ancestry proud, because my favorite drunk snack is poutine. Whenever I drink, I get the munchies for heavy, savory things — probably to sop up the alcohol in my stomach — and that’s exactly what poutine is. It’s the perfect combination of flavors and textures, and you don’t even need to have the coordination to hold a fork to eat it. Plus, there’s a poutine place a block away from my apartment, so it’s always an accessible stop on the walk back from my favorite brewpub. – E.S. Huffman