After much badgering, the old geezer got Alan to take to a buffet. The thinking was, at least on my part, the the wide selection of food would provide a change to the rather bland diet followed these past two months.
Alan is ever so clever. He knew that a buffet would be a bust and tried to talk MOI into some sort of different dining experience. The old geezer's mind was made up and nothing was going to change the plan.
The Peppermill Casino has a rather lovely buffet, and with 'comp' dollars to spend, it was not going to be an expensive meal. The old geezer was ready to dive in...
Sadly, walking round the many offerings did little to excite the palate. Chicken has become too dry to deal with, pizza boring and most meat held little appeal. Slowly, the plate had some items added. There was a little tomato salad, a few Swedish meatballs, and a bit of fish. There was also a bowl of bean soup.
With effort and no taste, the food was tried. Feeling put out by the lack of enjoyment, another trip to the counter was made. The choice of some pork was huge mistake. Was right depressing...
Alan on the other hand tucked into his meal with gusto. There is nothing wrong with his taste and he cleaned off his plate. Alan was looking forward to a visit to the desert island and he made sure that he filled his plate. There was a wicked looking chocolate desert, a mouth watering slice of cheese cake and other pastries. Alan told MOI that he was a bit off groceries, as he did not completely finish all of the deserts. Mind, the plate looked licked clean when he was finished. The old geezer had some slices of watermelon. No taste but it went down well...
Were that it be true, the snap featured would have been grand. Walking out of the buffet was not with much effort, as the old geezer did not eat much. One the other hand, Alan seemed to be in another place, with the look of total satisfaction on his face. Went so far as to tell MOI that the Peppermill did not lose any Cash on him that night. Too right...
My diet is rather plain. Lots of soups and dry sandwiches with a few micro meals. The trip to the buffet was an attempt by the old geezer to add a little zest to meal time. It did not work out that way. The trip left MOI more than a little depressed. What I would not give to be able to taste some of the foods was mad for in an earlier life.
It was a pleasure to break bread with Alan. He tries to add a little spice to me boring life. Just know now that meals will have to be less complicated in the future. Pray forgive the old geezer his depression over food taste loss.
