There are nights when our bodies take a beating from maybe a few too many cocktails and far too little water. The next morning you need some TLC, and, let’s be honest, you’re not undoing last night’s damage. This particular pickle can only be remedied by salt, grease and spice. Cue Hot Cluckers (1450 E. Sunshine St., Springfield). Its menu of deep-fried everything offers crispy crunchy meatiness slathered in hot sauce to ease your gurgling stomach and jolt you out of a hangover headache. Order a quarter bird dark or get the chicken sandwich or, hell, even the chicken tenders—you probably drove through Taco Bell last night; don’t act like you’re suddenly elitist about food—and smother it all in hot mother clucker sauce. (It’s truly not that hot. I promise.) Will you hate yourself for what you’ve just done to your arteries? Probably. Is it worth it? Abso-clucking-lutely.