The Fretful Mother's Blog

I should mention my first job was as a hostess at a buffet, so I know firsthand what goes on at these places. Despite my knowledge, I still occasionally frequent these joints. I try to stick to breakfast if possible, but I do have a weakness for salad bars. Ruby Tuesday’s in particular.
There’s something about having all those choices. There are three kinds of lettuce and then every topping imaginable, including 10 different salad dressings. You can never get that at home. And if you just order a salad from the menu at a restaurant, you end up having to pick off items such as tomatoes or other healthy items that try to sneak onto your plate.
As much as I love all this, I have to keep in mind the community aspects of the buffet. Every single person in that restaurant is touching the serving utensils I then use to serve myself. And lord only knows where their hands have been. And then there’s the sneeze guard, which seems to be designed for giants. It’s placed above my head. And you know who the biggest offenders of food sneezes are? Kids. They’ll sneeze right on the bleu cheese crumbles without a second thought.
I’m pretty sure each bite of my salad is laced with some horrible germ. I should probably plan my buffet trips a little better. Maybe increase my vitamin C intake prior to my infestation. Schedule it right before a meeting I wouldn’t mind missing due to unexplained vomiting and the like. You can never be too safe.

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