Yum. I ate some of the greatest comfort food that i’ve ever eaten tonight. Cheryl’s in Prospect Heights BK delivered heaping portions of absolutely delicious down home cooking that I had been desperately craving after a day spent in the agony of a hangover — last night involved epic and gluttonous consumption of every type of alcohol imaginable at a wedding celebration for my father-in-law and his bride (my step-mother-in-law?) at The Bowery Hotel and a late night at Last Exit. Six hours later I awoke in my bed in anguish and have been looking for help ever since. Cheryl was my savior, filling my stomach and my soul with delectable goodness.
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