These places are supposed to offer fairly decent food at a reasonable price. It always start with the salads on ice....
Why do all those women wear the same heinous color of pink lipstick?
So you pick your salad and then they ask what kind of dressing you want. If you aren't paying attention, you'll get a half gallon of it dumped on a third of a cup of salad...so much for trying to be healthy.
Then the desserts...steer clear of these - just saying. They always look a lot better than they taste. I remember a custard pie with a card board/sandpaper crust. One bite was plenty for my discerning palette....Ahem.
So after being exposed to the plethora of hearty goodness (choking a bit here) you sit down and actually eat this stuff.....What?!?!
What is all this leading up to you ask? Why am I sharing this experience with you? Because we ate at one of these fine establishments this week with family. When I was asked where I'd like to eat, I specifically requested that we not eat at one of the local cafeterias. So another one was recommended. It rated a 95% on Urban Spoon. Who knew that the octogenarian crowd was so active on the "Spoon?"
What did I learn from this experience? That it doesn't matter the name or the geography, the cafeteria is still the same. The decor is still the same. The servers are still the same - do they rotate through each one? And most importantly, the food is still the same. And so help me, I swear they all put laxatives in their food....
Needless to say, I will NOT be eating in a cafeteria any time soon...if at all. And my body heaves a HUGE sigh of relief.