Excess is the name of the game at Made, where a club sandwich includes duck confit, a smear of Brie and garlic aioli, in addition to all your regular club fixings, and a brunch-time burger comes tricked out with bacon, sausage gravy, a maple-flavored pork link, cheese and an egg. Filling? Yes. Delicious? That, too. Little wonder that Made attracts a boisterous, youthful crowd eager to consume the restaurant’s bold dishes and Schwarzenegger-strong cocktails, especially on late, hangover-inflected Sunday mornings, when Made’s brunch outdoes everything else in town.