> > > PPS. NO OFFENSE OKAY I JUST THINK THIS VELY FUNNY
> >
> > Don't worry, you can't offend The Chef. He has nerves of steel.
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> And steaks of wood. The bisquets are like lead, and the gravy is lumpy. The coffee is cold, and the grits are runny. It's really fun trying to offend someone who can't be offended.
> Howard

Heh. Funnily enough, I've actually eaten at Super Buffet around here in Cali. Ironically, it wasn't that bad.

My worst meal: It's actually a series. I went to Stanford for debate camp over the summer, and man, the dining hall there provided pizza, spaghetti, hot dogs, burgers, french fries, and every other unhealthy food you could possibly think of. At first, it was absolutely great. And then came the third week of eating the same thing over and over again for lunch and dinner. Got to the point where I was actually trying to find a variety in foods (which I don't do often). So worst meals = things you get sick of too easily.

Of course, I went home and pigged out on spaghetti, so I don't really know what that says about me.

~Crystal"There were jokes about eating too much spaghetti making your liver burst"109