I have to say, one of the better things in life – at least in my estimation – is a a buffet. Any good buffet is such a treat. I love salad bars. I love cafeteria-style dining (though we don’t really have many of those types of restaurants out here). I just love the idea of unlimited food, loaded on a big plate (often still damp from the dishwasher). It’s just FUN!

Pizza Hut Buffet is a family favorite. It’s fairly cheap and you get unlimited salad bar along with unlimited pizza bar. They don’t usually bring out really interesting pizzas, but you can always get little slices of cheese, pepperoni, ham, sausage. Sometimes they have pizzas with chicken. They also have bread sticks and a weird little pasta conglomeration that seems to be a mishmash of various pastas, sauce, and liquid smoke. It’s…interesting.

And there’s a salad bar. It’s not a great salad bar, but it has the basics. There’s iceberg lettuce, shredded carrots and shredded cheese.  There are chick peas and cucumbers. And they have those little French’s potato sticks. So, every time I get a couple slices of pizza, I get a plate of salad and pretend it’s a half-healthy lunch. Love it!

I tell you, there’s no better appetite suppressant than stuffing yourself to the gills with soft dough, tomato sauce and cheese. Um, and lettuce.

All they need is jugs of Rossi burgundy and it would be perfect. I mean, the pitcher of Diet Coke is okay, but a little hard cheap red in a melamine tumbler would be virtually transcendental.