I say this every time, but now I mean it: "I'm through with buffets." Why then do I keep coming back?
Maybe I just can't shake the lure of quantity, even though I know in my (enlarged) heart, that the old expression, "Jack of all trades, master of none," is basically the rule at these feeding frenzies.
Buffets are like the Dixie Chicks...at first, you're overwhelmed by numbers, but upon further examination, nothing really looks good close up.
That being said, as far as buffets go, this one is pretty good. With nice touches from mini Chinese food take-away containers in the Asian food section, to the cute milk servers for your coffee, Wicked Spoon hits the stage. But, alas, when you're cooking for 1,000 people an hour, 'love' goes out the window. Things are generically prepared and generally lacking in seasoning, but that's understandable when trying to appeal to so many varied tastes.
If you're in your 20's and you and your buddies just threw on your fancy job-interview sweats and sandals to chow down in the waning moments before breakfast turns to lunch, this is the place. But if you actually enjoy those subtle things like flavor, or of you think a chef preparing your dish the way you like it, is not just a Euro fad, take the advice I gave at the beginning and proudly proclaim, "I'm through with buffets!"