
Ilsa drove (and I worked) through the desert of Utah and through Nevada. After taking the pups for a walk at a very dry dog park, we decided to top off our culinary adventures the only way we knew how -- by going full-bore, American campy. We went to the Peppermill casino's buffet!

To keep things interesting, we played both the "Kill Count" game (where the object is to eat as many species as possible), and the Poetry-Buffet game (which we invented on the spot). The goal was to create an arranged plate that could be the subject of a poem (we chose Haiku for our format, although you can easily change this to limerick, for example). My "haiku" follows the image (I snapped it after I ate the salad in the middle).

salad, fajita
brownie, jello, and a peach
whipped cream and doughnut
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