Buffet

Life tends toward tough, and invariably is.  Seems like everyone's battling their own one-eyed monster, hand to hand, no one spared the stress woven into today.  But it makes me happy that a group of people can get excited about a buffet, despite this.

Paying for your meal is like buying a ticket into a Theme park.  A passport to portliness.  Its a total afront to menus.  Ill have one of everything please.  Even the veg, once you've scooped a pile of corn onto your plate, you're already reaching for the carrots - and you've got 4 bowls to get past before you hit the meat podium.

I love how the meat is always slightly raised, well illuminated and above all... there.  Then the disher names your options and slaps down a piece of the good life once you've asked her for  everything.

We left satisfied.  I got attacked my a killer moth.  Well played moth.  We will meet again Country Bumpkin.