Beer, polish sausage, pickled eggs and jalapeno’s always worked for me.
Back in high school we had a four hour bus trip to a track meet. One of our teammates, a very big guy who was a shot putter ate a dozen hard boiled eggs before the trip. It was so bad that one tour female teammates vomited on the bus.
Just 3 days ago, I had some home-made bean and ham soup from a co-worker, a Filipino lady who can really cook. It was utterly delicious.
However, that evening, I was cracking off some SBD’s that were just short of poison gas. My wife commented that, “there are easier and quicker ways to kill me, you know”.