J.C.Q.

T. and Levendis and Hgh and Mark and BAQ and me have a longstanding ritual of going to brunch at the Casino Regina Show Lounge at 10 a.m. on Sundays followed by hilariously starting to gamble before noon. We should probably call it Sinful Sundays, as not only are we gambling but also the food is so sinfully delicious. And they have a carved lard rooster that we chat with at the buffet line. You can't beat $2.66 for bacon, eggs, waffles, sausages, cheeses, salads, breads and other bakings, dessert bars, fresh fruit, and carved ham. But the buffet line is sometimes held up by one of a few older women who can't tell the difference between the strawberry sauce or ketchup. But I mean, really, who wouldn't want ketchup on their waffles and strawberries on their hashbrowns? They have a piano guy playing each week, but I think they should have karaoke. I think the lard rooster would like that.

Posted by Fishsticks on Monday, May 30, 2005 at 08:31 | Permalink