Casinos should be illegal. (Part Two)

First, let me say I'm kinda pissed. I originally made this post last night, but blogger ate it. By that time I was nearly passing out, so I bagged it. It's now 5 minutes to 6 Monday morning, and I'm going to give it a shot. It won't be exactly the same post, of course, but here goes:

We, that is, my sister, my dad, my niece, my sis's S/O and I all went to the buffet at Casino Fandango, Carson City's newest casino. I'd never been in there before, as it's on the other side of town. I must say I was impressed. It's in a building that used to house a Supply One, so it's not cramped for space. The decorations were done in a 'tropic island nest' fashion, and it has very high celings, which I like in a casino. They feel too cramped otherwise.

Now, I'm pretty picky when I go out to eat. Having a dad that's 40 years a chef will do that to you. I'm here to tell you, though, the food was good. From the Mexican side (fajitas, chimichangas, enchiladas), to the Chinese (general chicken, sweet and sour chicken, chow mein) to the seafood (steamed clams, cracked crab, swordfish), and everything in between the food was fantastic.

My favorite thing at a buffet is always desert. There's just so much. This one was no exception. There were the usual small cakes, brownies, cookies and the like, but they also have a refrigerated case, from which you make requests. It was loaded up with all manner of cheese cake, canolis, and such. I ate so fucking much last night. Heh...I'm still not hungry.

Well, have to finish getting ready for work.

Later,

T.