Yes, Yes, Begin the Buffet Renaissance!

Ah, the buffet saga continues. In all fairness, there were MANY factors that tainted the Paris experience, and thank you for reminding me of Larry’s lascivious antics that night, that was worth its weight in gold. That boy has a dead eye for hot chicks and ample bosoms. He beats me in bosom appreciation, my mom often reminds me that I started at the age of two watching National Geographic; Larry is a true prodigy.

Dustin does make an excellent point with meat products and recommendations from friends. Buffets are like relationship, you have to kiss a few frogs. As you can tell, Dustin is quite the culinary connoisseur and I MUST respect a man that responds in the passionate fashion that he did... plus he likes some of my cooking.

Now, allow me to address the salad buffet. This is, in fact the ONLY time I really love salads. I will eat salad and veggies like crazy at a Sweet Tomatoes. Don’t tell anyone, but I have actually gone to Sweet Tomatoes in Pleasanton for lunch by myself several times. That feels good to get off of my chest. I was fearful that my fellow carnivores would look down on me, scared that my Creole ancestors would come to haunt my dreams and culinary endeavors. So no, my friend, I do not consider salad buffets blasphemous, again buffets are a lifestyle and I will “yes and” any buffet’s efforts (well, maybe not a tofu buffet, that's just sick).

Stay tuned…