By PaulShelley


The thing about hotel buffet breakfasts is not knowing when to stop. I disciplined myself to just three courses and felt very virtuous only having one egg when others were taking two at least.

But then I had to park my smugness when I found myself tucking a couple of chocolate brownies in my pockets for later.

Good thing they don’t pat you down when leaving the restaurant.

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