I find it interesting that I am the fussiest eater in the world, yet I like watching cooking shows. Not Hell’s Kitchen or Kitchen Nightmares, but the cooking shows where they actually make something, usually with ingredients that I will not eat.
Has anyone else ever had one of those dreams where you wake up to the sound of your alarm clock, but when you go to hit the snooze bar, it doesn’t stop going off. So, you physically turn it off, but it is still going off. You unplug your alarm clock, but that doesn’t help. You start getting frustrated because no matter what you do, the alarm won’t stop. Worse yet, you are disturbing other people with the sound of your alarm clock.
It is usually at this point I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock, the sound of which I have somehow worked into whatever dream I was having when it went off.
My dad wanted to go to the air museum this weekend. If you ask me, the air museum is the perfect place for someone who hates flying, like me.
On most Sundays, I end up having dinner with the parents at a local restaurant. This particular Sunday, things seems a bit… chaotic.
In past posts, we have looked at a number of different types of people who can be seen at the buffet. At this point, it seems appropriate to actually take a look at one of the buffets.
Does anyone out there know what the Hell “All hat and no cattle” means?
Somehow, you managed to survive the waves of people from the congregation, and somehow made it past the lovebirds playfully swinging their joined hands, slowing your approach to the food. It looks like clear sailing, or does it?
To this point, we have dealt with individuals and couples at the buffet. You’ve been patient, and managed to wait out them out. Now you’re in the clear.
Um, not so fast.
Just in time for Valentine’s Day, the latest observations from the local buffet.