Buffets at restaurants should be banned. Seriously.
Do people realize how much they eat when they go to a buffet? Because it’s all you can eat, people – including myself – take it seriously and stuff themselves silly. It’s stupid and ridiculous.
Today, around noon, we went to a local restaurant for my dad’s 69th birthday. It was half buffet. Meaning that in order to get the buffet, which included soup, salad, caramel rolls, fruit and desserts, you had to order a meal. The menu was limited and only featured a few breakfast items and a couple of lunch/dinner items. Not one item on the menu was healthy. I ended up opting for the three-egg veggie omelet minus the hollandaise sauce. It was semi-healthy at least – no cheese and no sauce.
First off, this would not have been my choice of restaurant because of the whole buffet thing. I just have no control when it comes to buffets. The restaurant normally has a regular menu, which features healthier choices, but not on Sundays. The half-buffet, half-menu is how they do it.
Round one. A bowl of fruit – grapes, strawberries, melon and pineapple. It was tasty. I felt good about my decisions. I didn’t grab a caramel roll and several packs of butter like I normally would have done.
Round two. My omelet with some salsa added to the top of it and some roasted red potatoes, which I am positive were cooked OR drowned in either oil or butter. YUCK! But, of course, I ate them. Not all, but pretty darn close. They tasted awesome. Oh, I also had a couple bites of my son’s caramel roll. It, too, was awesome. Caramel-ly and sweet! My willpower was starting to slip.
Round three. A second trip to the buffet for some dessert. After trying to decide which dessert would be the healthiest option – yes, I used the words dessert and healthy in the same sentence – I opted for the pudding/cake thing in the small champagne flute. It was pretty. It was small. It was chocolate! And it was light tasting and satisfying. I didn’t feel that guilty because at least it wasn’t a large piece of pecan pie!
Round four. Yep, I couldn’t just leave well enough alone. There had to be another trip back to the dessert table. Why? Because I couldn’t resist one of my all-time favorite desserts – bread pudding with caramel sauce. OMG! It was to die for. BUT, I only had about a 1/4 cup serving of it with about 2 tablespoons of sauce. Normally, I would have had about 2 cups of it with about a cup of sauce. I like it that much.
It pushed me over the edge. It made my stomach hurt. It made me want to run home (not literally!), throw on my sweats and take a nice long nap.
Instead, my husband and I jumped in the car and drove to the grocery store. I don’t think we bought one single non-healthy food item. And we didn’t spend hours traipsing up and down the aisles filling our cart with impulse buys. I guess it does pay to shop on a full stomach.