Was it the gumbo or the Cajun chili I slurped at lunch at Bluff City Bayou? Or the 40 tons of stress sitting on my stomach? I'm a poster child for heartburn aids this afternoon...
I cajoled my buddy Dave to dig into his stash of ginger ale... close, but still feeling the burn.
Forgot my Tums at home... darn. In extreme cases, I'll even quaff a baking soda cocktail... (perfect prep for those burping contests!)
What works for you when there's a fire in your gut?