Hong Kongers are so fond of buffet, a symbol of crime. It is widely recognized that buffet lovers could never be described as of good taste. Nonetheless, I could not be exempted being one of them.
We human beings are a priori fixated with food. To be one of the seven deadly sins, gluttony is the culprit of our addiction to buffet. Though we could be fed with full stomach easily in our wealthy environment, and many of our comrades are already overweight, or even worse, obese, buffet is still a perennial seduction to ordinary people.
There would never be short of choices on the buffet table. Hong Kong, always trying to clinch the international status, could do it successfully in buffet. As a smart spending people, Hong Kongers would craft out a plan before the feast starts. Seafood instead of hot stuff, sashimi instead of sushi, sirloin instead of pork . . . we have to earn back the money spent. With the colourful and varied tantalizing food waving its hands, our saliva glands squeeze more lubricant. By competing with other animals, your adrenaline surges, you become happy and start gulping anything in front of you.
Eventually, the stomach is going to burst, and our avarice is quenched, temporary. Everybody swears not to touch buffet again. But a month goes by, another table is booked.
you had one tonight???
回覆刪除yes . . . not that good. My verdict: Renaissance is still the best choice.
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