There are a number of things I love about vacations and holidays. The laid back pace, the freedom from daily routine, break from daily chores to name a few. And the food, of course. Well, the breakfast buffet specifically.
I don’t know what it is but the prospect of walking up and down the buffet, filling my plate to finally enjoy it with a cup of piping hot tea, fills me with unparalleled joy. It’s one of the purest forms of joy too, I must add. Sitting at a table with mouthwatering food on a plate, the sea breeze gently caressing you or the mountains looking back at you. There is just something special about those breakfasts and those mornings.
Perhaps, not having to prepare any of the items is one of the main reasons why I love it so much. No standing in the kitchen cutting, chopping or cooking. None of those at all, just the plain joy of eating without having to bother if the maid would turn up to wash the utensils. Or, wonder now that breakfast is done what about lunch? There is nowhere to rush. Nothing important to do. Just the plain and simple joy of eating, savouring every morsel and every sip.Yes, these certainly are the reasons why I love breakfast buffets on a holiday. They mark the start of my eventfully uneventful day. Makes sense?
Actually, the one thing I insist upon while booking hotels is to check the reviews about their food, their buffet spread particularly, if possible. Well, what can I say, I might hate making breakfast but that doesn’t mean I don’t like eating some.
From sausages to croissants, dosa to poori sabji, everything suddenly tastes better when on the buffet craving for my attention. I even eat things I normally don’t. Someone like me who more or less skips breakfast every alternate day is suddenly drawn towards the charm and importance of breakfast as a meal. And I don’t even know why. It’s not like I would be skipping lunch or dinner later in the day and so breakfast is for stocking up, though how would that work I have no clue. But some people actually do that, you know. Anyways. The point is every meal seems so much more appealing while on a holiday and breakfast just assumes the most importance for me. It signals the beginning of a peaceful and laid back day, just how I love it.
I think some of my happiest moments while on a break are during breakfasts. It could be just the food or my joy at not having to prepare any of it, but the fact is I just love buffet breakfasts on holidays.
What about you? Do you love buffet breakfasts too?