CapitalCitySaint
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I used to drunk cook a lot when I lived in Texas. Not so much here. One of my friends told me about a night he got hammered and made red velvet pancakes at 3am, forgot about it and woke up to a giant mess the next day. There was more to the story and the way he told it was more interesting but it was one of those historical type of nights so now it’s the punchline of a lot of jokes in our group.No eggs so I can't make cinnabon cinnamon rolls but I can make some biscuits. I like cooking when I'm drunk.