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I generally view buffets with an open mind. After all, there is a variety to choose from, and if you choose the wrong thing, you can always go get something else. And if worse comes to worse, just make a nice big salad and then hit the dessert bar, right? Wrong. Unless you want a heapin' helpin' of wilted iceberg with shredded carrots and canned beans, topped off with a piece of week-old sheet cake or a plastic cup of chewy Jell-o in one of the less desirable flavors like orange or yellow).
We had actually been here a couple of times in the past. Enough to know that the only thing worth eating is the made to order cheeseburgers and fries, which you can get cheaper in the coffee shop. Everything else (and it's not that much) seems like it's either swimming in a pool of sticky brown gray made from a powdered mix, or halfway through the mummification process in some desiccated tomato-based sauce. No, thank you.
BUT, I received a mailer containing the news that they had remodeled AND a couple of free passes, so we decided to give it a go. Went early on a Sunday afternoon. The place as packed and there was a line - unheard of! I took it to mean that there had been some great improvements made. Nope. Just meant they sent out a lot of free mailers, and the staff was dreadful.
We waited in line (VIP line, mind you) over 20 minutes, amazed by servers and bussers who were neither serving nor bussing, just kind of wandering. They were as adept at ignoring us as they were the empty, dirty tables. The only one clearing dishes and showing any hustle was a guy in a shirt and tie who I assume was the manager. Good for him for being involved, but bad on him for not doing his real job and lighting a fire under that listless staff.
Once we got inside, we could discern absolutely no sign of any remodeling. All the food selections looked exactly the same with one exception: there used to be a big bowl of cheap, store bought cookies on the end station (you know what I'm talking about - those 99 cent store Chips Ahoy). No one knew why it was there, but it had replaced by a giant plastic bag with cheap dinner rolls spilling put onto the counter. I guess in their minds, that WAS the remodel.
Never again. Not for free. Not even if they pay me.
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