So, I'm writing to you from the beautiful city of cookiecutter homes and compulsive habits: Temecula! I'm at the Pechanga casino here, yes, with my mom.
Last night comprised of me drinking gin and tonic, while my mom gambled. Sounds like a Maury Povich show to me.
So here's my Yelp review of Pechanga casino since I feel like I should start posting restaurant reviews on this blog for my roommate Tristan. Here ya go:
PECHANGA BUFFET (2 Stars):
It's a buffet. There's food and a lot of it. It's pretty much a gorgefest of haphazardly prepared entrees. One of my pieces of what seemed to be char siu was just pork fat. There's variety of course: Italian (greasy pizza AND polenta), Mexican (greasy cheese chiles rellenos), Chinese (greasy fried potstickers), and even American (greasy...)!
Is there a uniting factor in all of this? I'm being rough, there is always Hometown Buffet to show this place up.
The saving grace: the soft serve was not yogurt, but ice cream. Soft serve ice cream that is rich, creamy, and everything you wanted old school, heart attack ice cream to be. Fantastic.
Also, they really splurged on every aspect of decor at Pechanga. The buffet area looks like I'm on the line for Splash Mountain or some crap.
But yeah, maybe it's just me, but the people eating at buffets at casinos outside of Las Vegas are kind of depressing (possibly myself included). I mean, let's follow up impulsive gambling, smoking, and drinking with excessive eating! Fuck trifectas!
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