"Compromised" Feasting in the Wee Hours

Hi all,
After a long evening of imbibing this past weekend I hit a wall late in the evening and realized that I had not eaten a proper dinner. After a quick- yet vacant of late night food stops- stumble home from the Silver Palm, I was confronted with a not-so-stocked fridge. So get this- I whipped a giardinera laden omelette enveloped in leftover garlic naan from Khan schmeared with homemade pimento cheese. In my state at the time it hit the spot in a major way, yet the old belly was not the happiest camper in the morning. Who's got similar recipes for disaster that only hit the spot in these desperate and sometimes hazy obscure hours of the night?

Jefe,

This article doesn't include recipes, but there's some interesting discussion on food cures--from the May 26th issue of the New Yorker:

"A Few Too Many: Is there any hope for the hung over?"