Sunday morning after a Saturday night

Oh, it's a long time since I have felt in need of this on a Sunday morning. (Much preferred is coffee, scotch pancakes and apricot jam.)
It was recommended as a restoratatif by Chris in Marudi, Sarawak. He could do a 3 day Chinese New Year and still be ready for more when the rest of us were throwing up in buckets. It may have been because he was built like a viking navvy but he swore by the breakfast in the pic. Mind, he also claimed that the secret ingredient was made out of umbrella handles.
It did work after a fashion, but I still blipped late. (The location is as close as I could get to Marudi.)