wes' poor nose and our poor waistlines
so... last thursday night during a beloved weekly volleyball game, a wayward elbow broke wes's nose. i dashed home to a rather foggy and congested wes, dazed on his bed muttering deflatedly of how he was giving up volleyball. highly unlikely. :p why, just 2 days later he downgraded the sports ban to doubles games being ok. (the less elbows with which to break noses.) the nose was broken in 4 places with a huge dent in the bridge leaving wes frightened of what the future held. he decided against surgery and instead let the nice little korean doctor man-handle his schnoz back into shape. there was also a jamming of a scapel up the nose to straighten his septum and a delightful stuffing of the nostrils with splints. top it off with a cast on top, and there we have one very unhappy wes. :p
he got his nose stuffing taken out today, so all is much betters. he'll have the cast taken off this friday and be back to lifting weights in a week! still, it was quite the dramarama this past weekend. :p
which led to... stress noshing!! WEE!! :D wes was listless for most of the weekend which didn't help my mood any. (not to mention the week of hormoaning was ready to start its gushing finale!) ahh yes, one thing missing from our repetoire of eateries that i rarely sought was good old fashioned greasy american food. wes and i tend to eat a bunch of different ethnicities, and that's one area we're sorly lacking. :p when i think american, i think artery clogging comfort food such as macaroni and cheese, stuffing, corn niblets drowning in butter, creamy mashed potatoes, meatloaf with ketchup, peach cobbler, chicken fried steak, the sort of fare normally found in diners, and the kind that gives one a good waddling gait after nonstop consumption. but where the hell would we find such a thing? wes brought up bob and edith's diner in arlington, but that just didn't sound right to me. you see, not only did i want comfort food, i wanted REALLY BAD FOR ME comfort food, the kind that comes from the deep south. :p there was a darker restaurant waiting in the mist to try... one that we had been putting off trying b/c, well.. it was pretty low on the totem pole of the to-eat list.
that fateful saturday night, wes and i hopped into trusty nekomobile and headed out for... GREAT AMERICAN BUFFET, home of the 9.99 all you can eat buffet! :p one thing i'm definitely not is a food snob! XD this was my first time eating there, and i knew as soon as i stepped in that it would be good. there was a lot of steam, a lot of buffet stations, and nearly everyone was black. and one thing black folks can do is EAT and they only do it where the eatin's good!! actually.. i didn't notice the clientel until after i had loaded my first plate. my eyes became like saucers when i saw the huge pile of pot roast they had out. EXACTLY what i had been craving!! :D
it was seriously all junk food. i mean look at this!! sliced cured ham, pot roast & veggies, this weird awesome concoction of stuffing/green beans/cream of mushroom/lard, beer batter fried onion ring, corn and mustard greens.
some of the cornbread stuffing. i grew up in the south calling this dressing. i remember fondly having a huge argument with my HS friend on whether this was "stuffing" or "dressing". :p i love this shit b/c the entire concept of it is damn foreign to me, bread pudding but salty? oh hell yes! i could go on and on about how sheltered a life i lived growing up, eating homestyle jpn food 99% of the time, but that's for another tale. :p
just look at how shiny that damn meatball is! i watched happily as a little girl dumped some mac n' cheese on her plate, then proceeded in dousing her pile with more cheese from the hot cheese sauce bin. right next to that was a basket of steamed broccoli. broccoli and cheese! it has been SOOO long since i've seen that combination! do ppl still eat that shit? wow, i'm so out of touch with reality!! or am i? :O
a nice pile of mashed potatoes with gravy. now this is the good nasty kind of mashed potatoes, the kind that's all whippy drippy and tastes more like butter than tubers. WOOO!! liquid cholesterol! and check out the sweet potatoes, they had mini marshmellows on top! OMG i have not seen this in forever!!!
the dessert section meant business, it had both pumpkin AND sweet potato pie!! exactly what i had been craving!! how did they know?? and they didn't taste all slimely lazy straight-from-the-can either.
haha, check out how crazy red the strawberry sauce was! but no, it wasn't the usual corn syrup nastiness you find in regular places. it tasted like actual strawberries that had been marinating in a tub of sugar, soaking into a mushy berry mush. YAY! tart and sugary with a nice slurpy kick at the end.
i left with my stomach protuding ever so slightly. i plan on dragging singe and grunters over there next weekend. i'm sure they'd appreciate it. :p or not. :p but i bet they will. :p
oh and despite this porking fiasco, i've still maintained my 1lb weight loss from last week. wtf, this is truly strange... i originally thought it was water weight, but now i'm starting to fear it's muscle mass loss. :( i've upped the running and haven't been lifting as heavily since hurting my left wrist and knee. dammit, it took me forever to put meat on my scrawny legs and arms too! *gnash teeth*