>> Tuesday, January 17, 2012
On our way to the highway there is a Brazilian restaurant with a heaping buffet where you get stuff, weigh your plate, and pay by weight. (Occasionally their scale is way off in our favor, too - but I think it all averages out in the end.)
It was MLK day and there was no school and no work, we were doing errands, and to get a move on we decided to stop there instead of having lunch at home. It's quick, there is stuff each kid likes, and when you are starving everyone winds up eating before they can have too much of a tantrum. And it's tasty and inexpensive for restaurant food. K always eats Brazilian-BBQ-cooked steak and french fries and some fruit, I had a few stewy things from the hot part of the buffet and some salad, L ate everything in sight, and b had a smattering of a bunch of stuff and some grilled meats too.