We ate at a restaurant with Damon's parents tonight that was very out of character for any of us. Kyle has wanted to eat there since it just opened and it's near his preschool. That didn't sway me but Gpa and Gma thought Kyle should choose the dinner location tonight. So be it... All I could think of when we were there is that I couldn't wait to blog about this experience.
First, it starts with the name- golden corral. So many funny things about it- the fact that it is in all small letters (the word small does not fit ANYTHING about that restaurant) and then the fact you actually go somewhere they are literally going to corral you into (the 3 buffet lines) isn't very appealing to me. I'm much more into being served than bellying up like a bunch of pigs to a trough. I could NOT believe the number of individuals that were there and I hate to be so politcally incorrect but they didn't seem to fit the demographic of where we live very well. I won't go into detail and be totally rude and impolite but it was very odd. Different culture there for sure.
I was thankful that my inlaws agree it was their first and last time to visit the golden corral- despite what Kyle's opinion might be!!
2 comments:
I think Doug always calls that place the "golden trough!"
Melinda - This is so interesting - there is a brand new Golden Corral going in near us around an area that is bustling with so many new trendy and upscale shops and places to eat. I couldn't believe it when I saw that a Golden Corral was going in! Is is suddenly a hp place? I guess I am just so five minutes ago...Ruth
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