might be a zombie, but it's timely with upcoming holiday parties and get togethers!
no favorite remedy but I will say that instant cream of wheat with NO milk and just a scant amount of butter helps settle the stomach, and hands down the best thing to cure cotton mouth is either tomato juice or v-8 (it even works w/ the pills orthodontists give to patients for extended work on their braces).
best tip (from personal knowledge)-if you drink coffee based drinks (irish or Mexican coffees) ALWAYS ask for decaf............the last thing you want during a hangover is a major caffeine buzz
Although it's fun being an alert drunk. I like Chai tea drinks (Salted caramel vodka, Tazo Chai tea mix and half-n-half
). Two of those and I'm up half the night, no matter how much I want to lay down to sleep...I only get headaches, and the worst come from wine.
My fav DH drunk/hungover story (ok, 2):
1. His college graduation. Night before there was a big party. We were dating, and I had to work. He called me near the end of my shift to come to his house and play, so I headed over after work.
When I got there, he was passed out, half out the front door of his house. T-shirt, boxers, one sock. I managed to get him "awake" enough to haul him to his waterbed. Put a bucket beside his head and slept on the couch. I'd go in every once in a while to empty the bucket---turns out waterbeds don't mix with being that wasted. He was up and very very pale the next morning, and he couldn't take the sunglasses off during the ceremony--he tried and almost passed out from the pain (lights).
2. We lived in Northern Nevada, and in that tiny town, there wasn't a whole lot to do. He took up ice fishing. He and his work buddies went out one night, and drank. He came back home the next morning still drunk (he drove and oh, did he get busted by me. In fact, this is the reason he got no sympathy). He finally started to sober up 6 hours or so later, and the headache and nausea hit.
And I helped him along---I even went and bought some sardines and brussel sprouts. Opened the can of sardines beside him and cooked the sprouts and let that smell just waft on over to where he was laying on the couch. He turned green, and was dry heaving--didn't have anything to lose in his stomach at that point. I opened the curtains to let that bright winter sun in, and put on some serious death metal music. Then DD2 and I left to go play in the snow. He no longer drinks tequila.
although I frequently got sick when I drank. I wonder if I was allergic to alcohol or something.
until one of my guy friends decided I needed a Cement Mixer to celebrate. 
