One of life's simplest pleasures is eating too much. Just a little too much. That sweet spot where your body, and more importantly, your mind, knows that you overdid it a tad but not so thoroughly that you're about to be bolted to the bed or toilet for the next 24 hours. There's something freeing about the level of indulgence that sees you polish off two dozen chicken nuggets, even though by the time you were throwing number 16 down, your body was telling you to stop. Pounding that extra slice of pizza that will take you from stuffed to...