TRT Day 16: Many Days’ Dreams

Mileage: 0.0 miles (85%)
Start/End: South Lake Tahoe
Highlights: Harrahs prime rib and seafood buffet


I'm a foodie. I resupplied with fresh fruit (apples and avocados) but when it ran out on day 12 I immediately began to dream of fresh produce and larger quantities of protein and fat. I found all that and more at Forest, but these two were my first purchase when I got to town.

Today saw the fruition of over a week of planning: I shaved and went out to dinner. That’s all I did today. Funny, I didn’t plan for shaving cream, and so I had to use shampoo, but dinner went perfectly: I didn’t eat lunch, then I drank a bunch of water and went to Raleys where I bought and ate a lemon to prepare my stomach. Then I took the elevator to the top floor of Harrahs Casino to the Forest Buffet and ate for nearly 3 hours. Crab and shrimp and mussels and clams, spare ribs and prime rib and roast chicken and seafood penne, canolis and eclairs and profiteroles, carrot- and cheese- and fudge- and espresso-mousse- and pineapple-upside-down cakes to name a few things I ate. The Washington bars whispered “Energy food” as I tonged passed them – they appear to be just caramel and oats and butter and pecans and a little chocolate – and though I shouldn’t have and I don’t think I’ll make it a habit – I put a few in my pocket.

The prime rib carver was a real keeper as my friend put it when she called half way through dinner: I told her how he happily sliced off the tenderloin end of the roasts, nonchalantly laying the spiced and deliciously fatty slabs on my plate time and again. By far the most tenderloin I’ve ever eaten at once.
The truth is she’s more than my friend, she’s my angel. She’s the real keeper because she’s done so much to make this trip possible and the piece I’m working on called Thank You is dedicated to her. We ‘caught up’ for over an hour and I was surprised how much had happened for both of us in just a month. We could have easily gone on for another hour it seemed but the buffet’d have kicked me out and she’d have keeled over with hunger. Her conversation complimented my dinner like the right wine pairing compliments a steak and by the end I was drunken on happiness. And I was hungry again. I ate 3 more crab clusters and smiled with satisfaction. I waddled back to my hotel, limping. My right foot is much better, now its just oozing and black and blue.