a first: i had thanksgiving dinner at a golden corral restaurant this year. in flahh-rida. i think you may need to be a card carrying member of the AARP to pull a stunt like that. but i bellied up to the buffet with the unwashed masses and patiently waited for my heat-lamped turkey and thick gravy that was quivering so much it looked nervous.
the beauty of a place like the corral? if you're the type of person who has trouble making decisions, no problem here. you don't have to commit to any one food... experiment to your heart's content and waste food like it's nobody's business. take the elderly woman in line in front of me, for example. she piled cold spaghetti noodles on her plate, paused for a minute (probably trying to shut out the voice of her conscience screaming, "don't do it!"), then nonchalantly poured bright yellow nacho cheese sauce all over her limp pasta. but mercy, why the heck not??
elderly woman's possible thought process:
i love pasta.
and i love nacho cheese sauce.
but how can i, a human over the age of five, justify pouring myself a tall glass of nacho cheese sauce and drinking it through a straw?
boom = the noodles.
why have i not tried this before?
i am a freaking genius.
and if her brilliant idea turned out to be a culinary train wreck, well shoot, her friendly table hostess would be happy to provide her with a shiny, clean plate and another opportunity to be entirely disgusting. what did she have to lose besides daily available calories to burn and a dream?