I once managed to spend $200 on street food in Manhattan over a weekend. I ate it all, too.
Yesterday's hungry wasn't epic like that, but it was a hungry.
So first, over the course of most of the day, I finished the bag of chips I picked up reeeaaaallllyyyyy early yesterday morning (the bars were still open, I think...). Then, around dinner time, I realized that I felt hungry. It was kinda cool, actually.
I knew I wasn't interested in fried rice, and the spring rolls (which are tempting even if only as a sweet chili sauce delivery vehicle) would take too long. So I made a kinda strange onion/ curry pancake thing. Maybe a cup of food in the whole thing, it was the size of a decent 3 egg omelet. Just fried onions with a flour/ water/ curry/ salt mix poured over them, fried in the wok until it was cooked through.
Then I ate the whole thing. Took about 45 minutes. Wasn't super healthy. Probably not the best option.
But I ate it. Yayz.
Now I need to get those rolls cooked, so I can build my guts back up. All that tasty sweet chili sauce, and right now I'd be limited to maybe a tablespoon at a time. Can't have that!
Unfortunately, I was finished with my mutant pancake-thing by 9:45 last night, and the hungry hasn't come back yet. Hope it hasn't run away again. Unlike Bear, I doubt I can get it back by driving around with an open car door and box of Biljac treats.