It’s national Wear Your Pajamas to a Buffet Day. Okay, it’s not a national holiday, but it should be. Most traditions seem to revolve around Thanksgiving and Christmas, while the rest of the year is sadly lacking. Why not create a new tradition designed specifically for you and your loved ones?
Once a year, the Brux family chooses a Sunday for our annual wear our pajamas to the Golden Corral Buffet. The kids look forward to this event, talk about it all year, and get really upset if PJ and Breakfast has to be rescheduled.
Let me stress that there are rules to participating.
- You must wear pajamas or something that resembles loungewear. When the snow is deep we wear boots, but usually slippers are mandatory.
- You can’t comb your hair, remove mascara raccoon eyes, or even brush your teeth. Nuff said.
- You may accessorize with a robe, stuffed animal, blanket, etc.
- Anybody can play as long as they wear pajamas.
- You must be there when the buffet opens, even if this means waiting in the parking lot. More on this later.
- When it comes to food—anything goes.
We’ve noticed a pattern with the buffet patrons. They arrive in two morning shifts. The first wave is the nonchalant diner. These people come for the food and are there at opening time. This is the wave you want to be in. Most eaters wear sweats, t-shirts, hoodies, and yes, even slippers. For the most part we blend in. Plus, this crowd is focused on eating. I could wear a plastic wrap dress with big red clown shoes and get no more than a cursory glance. As long as I’m not blocking the omelet bar, we’re cool.
Next comes the churchin’ crowd. Make sure you’re headed home by this time. Nice dresses, freshly applied makeup, hair all coiffured. Don’t subject yourself to the judgmental looks; just finish your M &M peanut butter brownie surprise with sprinkles and get the hell out of there.
|Tainted doughnut, been touched by gravy!!!|