I Slipped & Slided My Way To The Super Bowl Buffet & Found It Closed

That almost looks like a mountain range in the background rising above my neighborhood Super Bowl Buffet.

But, there are no mountain ranges within 100s of miles of the location of my neighborhood Super Bowl Buffet.

In the picture, I am standing in front of Albertsons, looking northeast, across an iced over parking lot, with trucks sliding around helter skelter.

It appeared that the Super Bowl Buffet is not open today. No big surprise, all things considered. But it is sort of ironic that the Super Bowl Buffet is closed on Super Bowl week, with the Super Bowl being played just a few miles to the east in Arlington's Jerry Jones Palace, also known as the Temple of Greed and sometimes referred to as the Dallas Cowboy Stadium.

I wish the Super Bowl Buffet was open today. Now that I've established that I can bi-pedal my way to it, via simulated cross country skiing, I'm in the mood for some good Chinese food.

I probably have ingredients in my refrigerator with which I could simulate a good imitation of Chinese food. But it would not be all that good. And it sure would be no buffet. With shrimp. Come to think of it, I do have shrimp in the freezer.

I've got a few hours of power before the next Rolling Blackouts roll in. I am prepared for it now. Sort of.

Tonight Battling Wal-Mart Grackles While Thinking Of The Super Bowl Buffet If The Ice Storm Gets Real Bad

The Grackle takeover of the Eastchase Wal-Mart and Sam's Club continues.

I was at Wal-Mart just as the light of the sun was dimming for the day.

Around 6.

Wal-Mart was super busy with what looked like panicked people stocking up on supplies due to the incoming Arctic Blast which starts arriving sometime in the wee hours.

I believe rain is expected at first, followed by sleet by the time the sun returns, Tuesday morning, followed by snow.

So, tomorrow may be a Snow Day in North Texas. I know I won't be going to school. That's for sure.

I did not do any panicked food buying in anticipation of an Ice Storm. I can walk to an Albertsons and a Krogers across the street from my abode. And several restaurants, including the best Chinese buffet I've been to in the D/FW Metroplex, with the very odd name of Super Bowl Buffet.

I do not know if the Super Bowl Buffet is having anything special on the buffet for the Super Bowl.

Super Bowl Buffet in Fort Worth

It has now been a month since I escaped the verbal and physical abuse Tacoma inflicted on me. And the conspiratorial attempts to fatten me up.

A month of being back where everyone treats me nice has restored me to my former pre-traumatic stress syndrome state of mind. As in I'm happy again.

Just in the last week I've had a nice lady from Dallas tell me that talking to me lifted a burden from her shoulders and made her feel so good she had to call her mom to tell her. In the past month I've been asked if I'm a newspaper columnist and have twice been told I should write a book. I've been told I've lifted the spirits of an Ike survivor. I've been told I'm too easy-going. These are all things I would never hear in Washington. I know really nice people in Texas.

But then, today, a bad thing happened here in Fort Worth. Someone here must be thinking I'm too skinny, just like those who tried to fatten me up in Tacoma. I was taken to the Super Bowl Buffet against my will. This is across the street from where I live. You don't drive there unless it is too hot or too cold or raining or snowing or ice storming. Today was none of those, so we walked.

The oddly named Super Bowl Buffet used to have an even odder name when it was called Super Asia Buffet. It's the best Chinese Buffet I've been too. I've been to a lot of them. Real good sushi too. I ate only the healthy stuff and avoided the deep-fried shrimp and other goodies of a like sort. I'll no more gain weight from this lunch indulgence than any of the attempts to pork me up when I was up north.

Tomorrow I'm going to Sprouts. That's my favorite grocery store. Tacoma needs a Sprouts Farmers Market. There really are no good grocery stores in Tacoma. There is one the Tacoma locals think is good, called Metro, and it is just awful. Way over priced for bad looking produce in a dinky store with narrow aisles that reminded me of Wal-Mart Neighborhood Market. I shouldn't say there are no good grocery stores in Tacoma, there is a Trader Joe's. But I didn't get to go there. They do have a Top Foods which is like a downscale version of its parent Haggens store, but it's no Haggens. Tacoma needs a Haggens. And a couple Super Wal-Marts.