I'm giving the Paradise Buffet an extra star, simply because it bludgeoned my friend's positivity until it was bruised plum purple. After a night of heavy imbibing and glass clinking abandon, we ended up here, in the early morning, with thoughts of fluffy flapjacks caroling in our mind. The buffet is relatively cheap - a few shillings and you're home safe - so we thought we would spin the bottle on this place.
Immediately upon entering, the we noticed that most of the food was limp, lukewarm, devastatingly disappointing. My friend trudged and shuffled and bowed his head as if someone had just blindsided his soul. He compared the smells of this place to a a bleu cheese filled fish tank. While his statement was a hyperbole, it really didn't smell too appetizing.
The lack of selections sent me into a frown-induced tailspin. Still, it's pretty funny to see your friends sink into a pit of despair at this place.