In Hunt of The Illusive Diversity Buffet...

Every weekday, like most of you, I go to work. On my way to work, I pass many establishments of the eating variety, but none quite like the "Diversity Buffet". From what I understand, the "Diversity Buffet" used to be one of those "Old Country Buffets", but with the hard economic times, I suppose they decided to pack up and ship out. The location isn't the greatest, as it's located in the Seacourt Pavillion, where businesses often flourish and fail in a matter of a year or so. Good move for OCB, bad move for the "Diversity Buffet". As I pass this spot on my way to Hell every morning, I often wonder, "Why call it the Diversity Buffet? Were all other names in the universe already taken?". God, I wish I was a fly on the wall during that think tank. It sounds like a pornographer's euphemism for a multi-cultural orgy. They probably would have come up with something better using a magnetic refrigerator poetry set.

So now the adventure begins. I packed the kids up in the car, and told them that we were going out to eat. Of course they asked me where we were going, but I wanted to keep it a surprise. We rolled in to Seacourt Pavillion, and my son exclaimed, "Diversity Buffet! Sounds diverse...". I think he said what we all were thinking. We exited the car, and looked for the entrance. Now it appears that the "Diversity Buffet" is upstairs at Seacourt (I've NEVER heard of ANYTHING being upstairs at Seacourt), so we looked around for the door. Now I have to tell you that I've done a lot of crazy and impulsive things in my life, but the idea of actually eating at this place made me extremely uneasy. I assumed that they might have a salad bar, and that might be a safe bet, but the thought of the likelyhood of getting Salmanilla was too much for me to bear. Anyway, back to the door. We searched around, finding a door to a closed down body wrap place, and an empty store next to it (I don't know what it was), but no entryway into the "Diversity Buffet". We were out of luck (or full of luck, depending on your perspective). So we went to the liquor store for some Stella and to say "Hey" to the ping pong chick, and home for a delightful dinner of hotdogs, buns and a side of ketchup. That is three of the 5 food groups, right?