Let Me Blog About That

I’ve had this blog for about a year and a half now.  Before that I had another blog.  Before that I had LiveJournal.  Before that I had a column in my college’s school newspaper.  Before that I had…well, journals.  But it wasn’t until these past eighteen months that I stopped mid-sentence and thought “I definitely need to blog this.”

Now friends and family wonder when they’re going to grace the pages of PCL, curious to see what stories took hold, what moments were impactful, what events eventful.  It’s the life story of any blogger worth their salt…and I consider myself worth some salt.  At least a packet or two of salt.  Nothing high sodium.

So it was with this in mind that I entered Golden Corral on Saturday night.  The Mister’s Dad is in the hospital right now and we were down visiting him in Toledo, Ohio.  Now, for those of you in Toledo, I’m sorry. For those of you who don’t know Toledo, it’s interesting.  For those of you who have been, you know what I’m talking about.  Basically, Toledo is a melting pot of America.  And as with all melting pots, sometimes you get a bitter taste in any given bite.

The Mister picked Golden Corral.  There was no bartering with him.  Apparently their marketing campaign worked on him and he was ready to try it out.  We walked in to be greated by a long line of hungry patrons.  And when people get hungry, they get interesting.

If Toledo, Ohio is the melting pot of America, Golden Corral is the spoon that stirs that pot.

First, a description of GC as some may not be familiar with it.  It’s a large buffet-style restaurant that happens to serve steak as one of its buffet items.  The food itself isn’t bad, it’s just the ambiance is less than desirable.  And on a Saturday night, you’re bound to find crutons in the salad dressing you wanted to put on your salad.  It’s just a given.

Now, let’s move on to the main course:  the patrons.  In front of us we had teenagers getting ready to attend a school dance.  A formal school dance.  Eating dinner at the Golden Corral.  I wasn’t picky during my high school years, but I’d be damned if I let my date take me to GC for a pre-dance dinner.  Damned, I tell you.

Then there were the pajama wearers.  Apparently six thirty on a Saturday night is just too early to put on regular pants and make it down to the Corral.  Instead, just hop on out of bed after your drunken stupor the night before and roll up on GC in your most tattered PJs.  Go ahead, you wouldn’t be the only one.

I could talk about there being about a kajillion kids there.  Kajillion.  But that goes without saying at a buffet.

What doesn’t go without saying is the 80s style hair I was forced to endure.  We’re talking big bangs.  HUGE bangs.  Stringy curls.  Ringlets surrounding a face while the rest of the hair is slicked back into the tightest bun possible.  Just an all out assault on any normal human being’s ability to stay sane.

As we stood in line, literally corralled into the place, I turned to The Mister and uttered the words he seems to be a bit apprehensive about lately.  “This is just RIPE for a blog post,” I said.  He cringed.  I continued.  “Look around.  This place is just OOOZING with blog post material.”

The larger matter of it is how blogging changes you.  How you look at your experiences with an eye towards memorializing them.  I knew my cliff diving experience in Jamaica would be a blog post before I was sure that I would do it.  I’ve drunk blogged.  So it’s only fair that a disaster like Golden Corral would fit into this scheme of experiences.

I mean, come on…like I could even live through that and not blog it.  I owe my readers that much.

What has been your “I’ve gotta blog this,” moments?


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41 comments for “Let Me Blog About That

  1. February 22, 2010 at 9:44 am

    The buffet is a central piece of Utah culture. I have been in the middle of actual arguments about which one is better…

    My life is sad.

    • February 22, 2010 at 6:42 pm

      I've noticed that since I've moved here…Utahns are quite…interesting.

      • February 26, 2010 at 11:33 am

        You should blog about that.

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:36 am

      There are multiple kinds out there?

      • February 26, 2010 at 7:01 pm

        Oh definitely. There's Golden Corral, of course, but there's also Chuck-O-Rama (I kid you not,that's what it's called).

  2. February 22, 2010 at 10:07 am

    Public transit, airports, community fairs/carnivals/festivals. I've witnessed many “blogable” things, but have found that I cannot adequately convey what I saw.

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:36 am

      Renaissance Festivals are the best kinds of blogging.

  3. pinkpunch
    February 22, 2010 at 10:13 am

    My nanny kids are full of blog material, but I have yet to figure out how to blog about them, without getting Dooce`d.
    P.S. Emailing you about facebook!

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:36 am

      Yeah, work stuff is tricky when it comes to blogging.

  4. Becky
    February 22, 2010 at 10:39 am

    Ok,I've been reading your blog for awhile but now feel the need to post. I live in Toledo (don't hold it against me, I grew up in Michigan) and totally relate to this post. What you describe is considered “normal” here and if you think that's bad, don't go to the mall. There was a big fight at the Golden Corral last year and I heard on the news that there was a brawl at the Chuckie Cheese here over the weekend. Classy place, Toledo. I always say I “live in Toledo” but am “from Michigan”. Glad you have an outlet for sharing your experience!

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:35 am

      I'm glad you finally posted. You should reply more often!

  5. Meggan
    February 22, 2010 at 10:45 am

    I found myself in the Train/Bus Depot in Toledo at 2:00am this October, whilst attempting to get to, and then subsequently back to NY from, a funeral. Yeah, the Toledo Train Station was exactly what I needed after a day filled with funerary activities. Nothing like some strange man walking up to you and saying “Hey, you taking the train?” and I nodded and he said “Good, then wake me up when it gets here” and he literally passed out on the floor in front of my feet. Then, when the train got there, I couldn't wake him up. Yeah, good times in Toledo.

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:35 am

      Who knew a place of wonderment was so close to home? Ahhh…Toledo.

  6. Her
    February 22, 2010 at 11:07 am

    Oh boy. Places like that give me a headache in the worst way–can you tell I'm not a buffet person? I can't really say that I think to blog specific moments, but I have started carrying around a notepad to jot down memorable moments.

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:35 am

      I'm not a big buffet person either. I fought for Cracker Barrel. I lost.

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:35 am

      I'm not a big buffet person either. I fought for Cracker Barrel. I lost.

  7. ari_b
    February 22, 2010 at 11:17 am

    I live in Alabama – so Golden Coral is always and adventure here. My grandmother loves the place and used to always force us to go there when my cousins were in town. After many years we were finally able to break her of the habit.

    I've had quite a few “I've got to blog that!!” moments . . . I try to remember to do it, but don't always suceed.

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:34 am

      Ah, the Coral in Alabama. That would be classic!

  8. RachelNotRebecca
    February 22, 2010 at 12:46 pm

    There was a Golden Corral in the town that I went to college. I never went there. Now I feel like I missed out

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:34 am

      You missed out on a piece of Americana.

  9. February 22, 2010 at 1:46 pm

    Let me just start by saying a l LOVE Golden Coral.

    I tend to think in “blog.” Every time I find myself in a ridiculous situation, I'm already writing the blog post in my head!

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:34 am

      Sometimes I think in blog and think about blog friends in certain situations. That's when it's scary.

  10. February 22, 2010 at 2:57 pm

    Ah, the buffet. For me, it's the perfect post-camping dinner.

    I've blogged almost all of my “gotta blog it” moments. There were times that something happened with the wasbund and it KILLED me not to post it, but now I'm glad I didn't. Some things are just too ugly for a permalink, yes?

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:33 am

      There are some things I can't commit to blog yet. I get where you're coming from.

  11. February 22, 2010 at 2:58 pm

    Oh, and yes, I'm ruminating over a submission for Drop of Ink. :)

  12. arishlea
    February 22, 2010 at 4:26 pm

    I don't think you've described justa bit of Toledo, Ohio culture – I think you've just described “Buffet culture” internationally.

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:33 am

      Buffets are a culture on to their own.

  13. February 22, 2010 at 6:44 pm

    Ok, you touched on one of my biggest pet peeves here: going to a restaurant in your pajamas. There is only one circumstance in which this is ok. It has to be a Denny's, you have to be in college, and it has to be at a ridiculous time of night. And even then, they better be NICE pajamas. Other than that, there's no excuse.

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:32 am

      It's a pet peeve of mine as well. You mean to tell me you have NO OTHER PANTS? Come on.

  14. February 22, 2010 at 7:44 pm

    “Apparently six thirty on a Saturday night is just too early to put on regular pants and make it down to the Corral.”

    Haha. So, so good.

    But for me, the sillier my idea is, usually, the better it is for the blog. Silly means it's probably just me being me and therefore less inhibited. So “I've gotta blog this” happens most when something makes me laugh at myself.

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:32 am

      The more outrageous the actions, the better the blog.

  15. stacie_buriedthelead
    February 22, 2010 at 8:41 pm

    I will say that the rolls at GC are awesome. I will also say that if my family goes, we also tend to moo while we're there.

    I'll have to shoot you an email. I'd love to be facebook friends. My blogging has been so slacker lately b/c of school, but I'm a facebook maniac.

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:32 am

      I did have copious amounts of rolls and honey butter. I will admit that.

  16. February 22, 2010 at 11:08 pm

    gc is a heavenly masterpiece of blog material. if not one of the scarier places i've ever eaten. almost like the wal-mart of buffets. though, unlike wal-mart, i'll go into a gc.

    and yeah, i've done that. many times. started writing the post in my head and then once i finally get to a keyboard, i've completely forgotten all of it. oh well. it's bound to happen, right?

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:31 am

      Walmart is a good source, but I never shop there. I could go just for the blogging purposes.

  17. February 23, 2010 at 5:39 am

    I can't even remember the last time I went to a buffet style place but Golden Corral sounds like somewhere I'd definitely want to visit.

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:31 am

      The Corral's ambiance is to die for.

  18. February 23, 2010 at 7:08 pm

    Heh. Buffets are the best! There's a Chinese one here in Cleveland I sometimes go to and it always draws a really weird mix.

    Every time I do something stupid I think, “I must blog this!” and then I usually don't have time or there's something else in the forefront of my mind.

    • February 26, 2010 at 11:28 am

      I'm never in front of a computer when I need to be.

  19. February 27, 2010 at 12:01 am

    Oh definitely. There's Golden Corral, of course, but there's also Chuck-O-Rama (I kid you not,that's what it's called).

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