The buffet felt less like a fresh dining experience and more like a systematic recycling operation.
At the beginning of the week there was fresh fruit laid out nicely. As the days went by, that same fruit seemed to reappear in a different form. By the end of the week it had quietly turned into a rather sad fruit salad, clearly assembled from pieces that had already spent a bit too long on display.
The vegetables were equally uninspiring. The broccoli appeared to be simply boiled and left exactly like that. No salt, no butter, no garlic, no seasoning whatsoever. Just plain green florets with almost no flavor at all. The potatoes followed the same philosophy: boiled, bland and completely forgettable.
The pork was worse. It was not properly cooked through, which should never happen at a buffet. Pork must be fully cooked, and serving it undercooked is simply not acceptable.
The fish also seemed suspiciously familiar, looking exactly like the same fish that had been sitting on the buffet earlier, just rearranged and presented again.
What made the situation even more ironic was the daily “theme” dinners. Each evening was advertised with a different concept. One example was “Mexican Fiesta.” In reality it was exactly the same food as every other day. The only thing that made it “Mexican” was that a few tortillas and some chopped onions were placed next to the same dishes already served all week. That was the entire fiesta.
To be fair, the staff working in the dining area were