I bought a club sandwich from the Crazy Horse to eat during my layover in LAX.
The flight from Orange Country to LAX was ridiculously short, and could not have been cost effiecient in any way. We were in the air for 15 minutes, flying at 7,000 feet.
I ate my sandwich, and we left, uneventfully, for Chicago at our scheduled time of 11:15. I slept more than I thought I would, but it still wasn't a good night's sleep by any means -- two hours the most.
In Chicago, at 5:30AM, I got a French Toast Bagel that was the deal. My Raleigh flight left on time at 7:30 without incident.