I truly despise buffet plates. You know, the one where the endless shrimp heads are nestled upon the random cauliflower and the potatoes piling up near the ever present noodles.
Then at the end, the disgusting concoction of leftovers, with discarded fat from the ham and full pieces of never-planned-to-be-eaten vegetable.
You shouldn't take me to one, if you love me.
Sincerely,
Pete
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