Dear Kid,
It’s hard not to Love Breakfast buffets on a cruise. Unless you’re looking for leftover Chinese takeout.
The variety and abundance are wonderfully astounding. Unless you’re looking for cold pizza.
Of course it’s not always easy to know what things are. Dad sat down with something he told me was a scuffle. It was an egg-spinach-potato concoction. I later realized the “c” was actually an “o” on the sign and Dad’s breakfast became a soufflé.
There were a number of vegetarian (perhaps Indian?) dishes that I’d never heard of as well as the more traditional eggs (available 4,000 ways), oatmeal and grits (hot), muesli (cold), French toast, Pancakes, waffles (pancakes with abs), pitzellas (really), muffins, fruit, yogurt, breakfast meats (available 40,000 ways), etc. You name it, they had it.
Except for figs.
And restraint. There wasn’t a bit of restraint in evidence.
But there was lots of Yum.
