That's the normal reaction to waking up after a night of drinking copious amounts of low-cost sparkling wine. It's a hangover-fueling nightmare machine that just happens to taste like the pale-gold carbonated nectar of the gods…. till it, um, doesn't. Long have I dreamed of a way to imbibe enough 'Pagne to make my membrane adequately insane without suffering the seismic aftershock of headaches, puking, and general morning-after malaise.
Then Bill Murray came into my life. Well, he's been in my life for a while (from afar), but recently I stumbled upon his patent-pending Champagne "hack" -- and trust me, I don't use the word "hack" lightly. It's simple. Effective. And it also is a great icebreaker (you'll get that joke in a minute).
Apparently, it's the only way Bill Murray drinks Champagne... aside from being blasted in the face with it after the Cubs win the World Series, but that's an isolated incident that only happens once a century. It's like he whispered the secret to drinking Champagne into my ear on a crowded Tokyo street and only I could hear his angelic voice. At any rate, the Murr-ster's Champagne-drinking method changed my holiday boozing life. And it can do the same for you.