Almost had a good idea but it turned out to be bad

I've developed a weird habit of cooking at 3 in the morning whilst drunk. I'm sure that's perfectly safe.

I mixed and made pancakes one night. Last night I fried catfish and baked cornbread. I could probably make money off this somehow. Maybe open a window and pass food to the late-night lushes who don't want Whataburger or IHOP. Of course, then I'd have to go out every morning and mop up the piss and vomit in front of my apartment. So scratch that. If I wanted to mop up vomit every day, I'd work at Arby's.