Neither of us had been to Cosmo’s, and we were slightly weary of driving there in the snow. If you haven’t heard, England is experiencing a record snowfall this winter but this post is about the meal. We made it there safely, although fashionably late. We heard it was Chinese and all you can eat, but that was all we knew.
Entering the restaurant was like entering a club. There were bouncers on the door who would only let you in with proper ID, a reservation. Once past the bouncers, rather than being seated you queued again this time to pay your entrance fee, or bill for the meal. After paying you received a ticket and were led through doors to a man who took that ticket and allowed entrance through the golden gate to food heaven.
Inside was a fat man's dream. The placemats even had a map to help you navigate through the food labyrinth. There was Chinese, Japanese, Thai, Vietnamese, Indian, fresh seafood, a grill, a carvery, pasta, salad, a dessert buffet, and my favourite the teppanyaki.
We ate and ate and ate. Tom was a happy man when his fresh plates of lobster, crab, oysters and eel were delivered. (Although I don’t think he will order eel again anytime soon.) As mentioned I loved the teppanyaki; fresh scallops, calamari, prawns and Japanese mushrooms wrapped in beef all cooked and seasoned on searing hot plates before my eyes. Yum! I must admit I had two servings of Eaton mess; I still have a bit of my sweet tooth now and then.
When we reached our two hour time limit I was ready. I don’t think I could have fit another bite in anywhere. I’m fairly positive no one left hungry. Although, right before bed that night Flo did mention she was hungry again (and no she isn’t fat).
Happy Birthday Flo! Thanks for the party.
Love
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