MMMMM..... Delicious Hangover

A bacon sandwich really does cure a hangover - by boosting the level of amines which clear the head, scientists have found.

Researchers claim food also speeds up the metabolism helping the body get rid of the booze more quickly.
Elin Roberts, of Newcastle University's Centre for Life said: "Food doesn't soak up the alcohol but it does increase your metabolism helping you deal with the after-effects of over indulgence. So food will often help you feel better.

"Bread is high in carbohydrates and bacon is full of protein, which breaks down into amino acids. Your body needs these amino acids, so eating them will make you feel good."

Ms Roberts told The Mirror: "Bingeing on alcohol depletes neurotransmitters too, but bacon contains a high level of aminos which tops these up, giving you a clearer head."

Researchers also found a complex chemical interaction in the cooking of bacon produces the winning combination of taste and smell which is almost irresistible.

The reaction between amino acids in the bacon and reducing sugars in the fat is what provides the sandwich with its appeal.
Ms Roberts said: "The smell of sizzling bacon in a pan is enough to tempt even the staunchest of vegetarians. There's something deeper going on inside. It's not just the idea of a tasty snack. There is some complex chemistry going on.
"Meat is made of mostly protein and water. Inside the protein, it's made up of building blocks we call amino acids. But also, you need some fat. Anyone who's been on a diet knows if you take all the fat from the meat, it just doesn't taste the same. We need some of the fat to give it the flavour."

She explained that the reaction released hundreds of smells and flavours but it is the smell which reels in the eater. "Smell and taste are really closely linked," she said. "If we couldn't smell then taste wouldn't be the same."

Diary of a Trout Murderer

Yes, I did it. On Sunday April 5, 2009 I ended the lives of 4 rainbow trout for the selfish purpose of enjoying smoked Trout. Since you are interested I will describe the events as they played out. It all started on a Sunday morning after a wonderful Turkey Trout 2009 outing. You see it was a Turkey Trout like any other, there was beer, liquor, stories of yesteryear, a candy bar draft, and many other fun things that you would find on a Turkey Trout. I had it set in my mind that morning that I was ready to fuck some shit up, and the easiest target was trout. I stepped into the cold heartless waters of the rock hole with the purpose of destroying the helpless bastard fish that lie within. I started with the fly of choice for the weekend, the deadly "Pat's Rubber Leg's" however it's efforts to trick the hapless trout were thwarted. Fly after fly brought the same result and then it struck me that I would destroy them with the deadly size 12 Crackleback, Immediately it brought the first to it's doom, and 2 more soon thereafter. My limit seemed within reach, but I decided to spare the rest of the trout at the rock hole. I quickly moved up river changing flies frequently until I decided that it was time to put the Hammer down, and so I did. Hudson's Corner size 4 "Pat's Rubber Leg's" is where my last victim met his demise. The rest of the story can be described in the video below.