The problem with alcohol is that so often, we wish to completely indulge--and sometimes get to "that point." Maybe you haven't reached that point since college when you blacked out and woke up in the community bathroom, hugging the toilet. Maybe you reached it last weekend when Cousin Bobby was in town, when you realized you left your tolerance next to the Bible on your nightstand. Whatever the reason, should "that point" and you meet up, the best bathroom to let it all out at is Championship. With private stalls, loud music, strong-scented hand soap and mints at the hostess' stand right outside the bathroom door, no one will suspect your upchuck status. Drink up!