Words: Tobi Ilori
We asked what actually brings people back to life after a night out. The answers were greasy, specific, deeply Dublin and only loosely medically sound.
Everyone in Dublin thinks they have the cure.
So we asked our readers what actually brings them back to life after a night out. The answers were greasy, specific, deeply Dublin and only loosely medically sound.
These are reader-nominated orders, lightly judged by Char on comfort, value and recovery power. No doctors were consulted. That felt for the best.
We’ve also pinned the strongest shouts on a Google Map for when your head is doing Riverdance and decision-making is no longer available to you.
Use it wisely. Or don’t. That may be how you got here in the first place.
Comfort: 6/10
Value: 6/10
Recovery: 5/10
Recovery Score: 5.7/10
Best for: when you are pretending this is just “a bit of tiredness” and not a full system failure.
This is a lovely order. That is, unfortunately, part of the issue.
Eggs on toast with an extra egg and chorizo sounds like something a person with a clear diary and decent circulation would order. If your hangover is light, grand. If your soul is hovering somewhere above the bed, it may not be enough.
Respectable. Civilised. A little too optimistic.
Comfort: 7/10
Value: 7/10
Recovery: 6.5/10
Recovery Score: 6.8/10
Best for: when you need warmth, noodles and very little emotional labour.
The chicken noodle box is a sensible hangover order.
It turns up warm. It does not shout. It does not try to flatten you. That can be ideal if you are fragile and trying to re-enter society quietly.
But if the night before was less “a few drinks” and more “why is there glitter in my pocket,” this may be a bit too gentle.
Solid. Comforting. Not quite a resurrection.
Comfort: 8/10
Value: 6/10
Recovery: 7/10
Recovery Score: 7.0/10
Best for: when you are still a bit cocky about the hangover.
This is a confident order from someone who has not fully accepted the consequences of their actions.
The bacon jam double smash is already doing plenty. Add fries and jalapeño poppers and suddenly you are treating the hangover like a competitive sport. It might save you. It might also send you directly back to bed.
High reward. Slight risk of needing to lie perfectly still afterwards.
Comfort: 8/10
Value: 7/10
Recovery: 8.5/10
Recovery Score: 7.8/10
Best for: when you need to be brought gently back into society by bread.
A good breakfast sandwich understands the assignment.
The brekkie sando gives you the comfort of a full breakfast without the full plate of self-reflection. It is warm, compact and manageable. Very important when chewing already feels like admin.
This is not the most chaotic cure on the list. It is one of the most emotionally mature
Comfort: 8/10
Value: 7/10
Recovery: 9/10
Recovery Score: 8.0/10
Best for: when you have rallied enough to leave the house, but still need your food to speak softly.
Chilaquiles are a very strong shout.
Crunch, sauce, eggs, heat. Enough going on to wake you up, but not so much that your body starts filing a complaint. This is for the hangover that has moved beyond panic and into negotiation.
You are still rough. You are just rough at brunch.
Comfort: 8.5/10
Value: 8/10
Recovery: 8.5/10
Recovery Score: 8.3/10
Best for: when subtlety is gone and the only plan is damage limitation.
Large Diablo pizza. Large buffalo wings. A San Pellegrino lemon. A San Pellegrino orange. DIY rock shandy.
This is not a meal. This is a strategy meeting.
There is something beautiful about admitting exactly where you are and ordering accordingly. Spicy pizza, wings and a homemade soft drink situation might not fix your whole life. It will, however, give you something to focus on for the next 45 minutes.
Sometimes that is enough.
Comfort: 9/10
Value: 9/10
Recovery: 9/10
Recovery Score: 9.0/10
Best for: when your stomach has gone full Irish mam and will not be negotiated with.
The 3-in-1 remains one of the city’s great practical kindnesses.
Chips, rice, curry sauce. No garnish. No overthinking. No unnecessary questions. It arrives hot, salty and heavy enough to make your nervous system believe someone responsible has finally taken over.
The can of Coke is not optional. It is compulsory.
Comfort: 10/10
Value: 9/10
Recovery: 9.3/10
Recovery Score: 9.3/10
Best for: when you need to be revived by something wrapped in paper and handed across a deli counter.
This is the obvious answer. Sometimes the obvious answer is correct.
A spicy chicken fillet roll and a Lucozade is not refined. It is not photogenic. It is not trying to be. It is available when you need it most and asks absolutely nothing from you except basic motor function.
A national service, frankly.
Comfort: 10/10
Value: 9/10
Recovery: 9.7/10
Recovery Score: 9.6/10
Best for: when you need to be revived immediately and have stopped pretending otherwise.
This is the winner because it knows exactly what kind of state you are in.
The goujon spice bag brings crunch, salt and heat. The satay sauce adds comfort. The prawn crackers make it feel like a full production. The Fanta is there because your body, at this point, is essentially asking for sugar in all available forms.
And then, crucially, a nap.
This is not just a hangover order. It is a full recovery programme with snacks.
This one came in from the public and deserves recognition, if not full medical endorsement.
Chicken wings and two large glasses of red wine is either the most elegant hangover cure on the list or evidence that someone has decided to simply keep going.
We respect it. We fear it slightly. We are not ranking it.
This is not just a hangover order. It is a full recovery programme with snacks.
Dublin has no shortage of hangover cures.
Some are sensible. Some are violent. Some involve Fanta. One involves red wine, which we are choosing not to unpack too deeply.
But the real lesson is that every hangover has its own order. Mild regret needs eggs. Full spiritual collapse needs a spice bag. Anything in between can probably be handled with bread, curry sauce or a Lucozade bought under fluorescent lighting.
This is not a definitive ranking of every hangover feed in the city. It is a reader-nominated map of the orders people swear by when the situation is already beyond pretending.
And if none of it works, go back to bed.