It seems as though, as I have gotten older, and my biological clock has moved into hyper-drive, my life has taken on a new sense of urgency. It may be the new heavy duty water pill that I am on. Or it could just be part and parcel of the kooky cornucopia that is the tapestry of life. I just keeping getting that uneasy feeling that there is something that I should be doing or should have done. Nope. I can't think of anything? Maybe voted for McCain. J/K My heart hearkens back to the "good ole days". The holidays, when time was spent raising an active family. Nevertheless, it looks like I'll be making Thanksgiving Dinner once again. Or maybe not. Just once I would like to break out of the mold and perhaps go to an all-you-can-eat Seafood Buffet. While this may be fairly common in Florida, it doesn't sit too well in the Mid-West.
Although Michigan has the world's largest supply of fresh water the closest thing to seafood that we have is Crawfish. Crawfish are not found in abundance though, so there goes that idea. But a good bodacious all encompassing Seafood Bar is all-you-could-ask-for. Not being a Gulf state, Michigan is left scrambling for Seafood such as Shrimp. If you order a Shrimp Basket, generally you get those little Shrimps with the crapola still in the backside. Just like so many things in life, you are best left eating away and not paying any attention. Shrimp Buckets are out too. Too much crappy crapola Shrimp !! I once scrimped and saved and scampered out to order Shrimp Scampi but they skimped on the Shrimp and the Scampi had skimpy, shrimpy, Shrimp which left me with a bad taste in my mouth. Figuratively speaking, that is. While the world is still my Oyster, I am not taking any chances. Seafood Buffet, here I come...
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