It’s three am, you’ve been drinking for seven hours straight and you crawl out of a taxi, with the intention of paying the nearest takeaway a visit before you hit the sack. You queue for 20 minutes and spend your remaining £3 on the biggest grease-infested meal that the menu has to offer. Sound familiar? It happens to the best of us, but what is really going into your post-lash treats? Lifestyle investigates…
First to take the stand is Krunchy Fried Chicken. While it’s safe to say that their deep-fried nuggets and burgers are the perfect end to a messy night, the effects on our waistlines are less so. A six nugget meal with fries can set you back a massive 950 calories, with 28g of fat. Choose to wash it down with a coke and you’re talking 1200 calories, over half a female’s daily allowance and just under half a male’s. So, next time you’re stumbling back to Fallowfield, it may be wiser to say no to Krunchy Fried Chicken – no matter how inviting it may seem!
Next to be put to the test is the Cod Father. Renowned for being the best chip shop in all of Greater Manchester, the temptation to scoff a battered sausage or a cone of chips can be too much to resist in your hung over state. However, it may be easier to walk away with the knowledge that just a small cone of chips has around 500 calories, not to mention 17g of fat. It doesn’t help that chip shops load all of their food with salt. The conclusion: avoid, avoid, avoid.
If you crave pizza after a night out, then you are more likely to end up in Dominos. My advice to you here is to choose a personal cheese and tomato pizza. At 108 calories and 5g a slice, it’s one of the least body offensive options. By comparison, a large meat feast could set you back a whopping 235 calories and 11g of fat per slice – enough to make your entire stomach shrink in fear and leave your arteries running for the hills.
So there we have it, chips, burgers and pizzas may seem like the ideal hangover cures, but they are in fact hiding a multitude of sins. If you want to wake up guilt-free the next day, walk past Fallowfield’s takeaway strip with your eyes firmly shut.
