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It’s mid-week, and it’s mid-winter; a deadly combination which, if you’re like me, means that your wine intake may have gone up just a tad since the happier months. But you can’t just hole up and nurse your hangover in the comfort of your heated apartment! You have to pull yourself out of your misery and go earn a living, damnit!
Since alcohol is essentially poison, it wreaks havoc on our bodies. But, oh my, isn’t it fun to drink nonetheless! This means that for pretty much as long as there’s been alcohol, people have probably been getting hangovers. Personally, I have yet to find the perfect quick cure for a hangover. Usually, when I get one, I have no choice but to pop a couple of Advil and spend the entirety of the day alternating between napping and puking.
This simple fact really got me wondering, though, how do people treat hangovers all over the world, and–historically speaking– how was this ailment addressed way back in the day?
Pickled things are a relatively common suggestion when it comes to treating your hangover in places like Poland; as it turns out, this remedy dates way back and spans territories! Apparently, in the days of Ghengis Khan, a popular hangover cure was to consume two pickled sheep eyes. Sound weird? Only if it doesn’t work! The practice is still used in the area, and chased with some tomato juice.
Irish folklore suggests that to get rid of your nausea, etc. all you have to do is go to your nearest river and bury yourself in wet sand. The effect, I suppose, is similar to a wet shower. This tactic seems to have a similar approach to one of my favorite ways to combat a hangover, which is simply to go to the beach and jump in the refreshing ocean water. Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it!
Finally, you could try this 1930s concoction, which used to be served in the Ritz-Carlton. The antidote? A glass that’s half-milk, half-Coca-Cola! Though an unlikely combination, this actually sounds sort of delicious: kind of like a rootbeer float! Hell, I’d try it, especially if it truly does the trick.
Hope these approaches help you get through you the winter drinking. And, if they don’t, I suppose you could just choose not to tie one on on a weeknight. But, come on, where’s the fun in that!