A CasinoPalooza Army Travels On Its Belly

CasinoPalooza 4 kicked off last Monday, and wrapped up on Wednesday. It was a long time coming, and did not disappoint. Oh, nobody won any money! Don't get the wrong idea. Winning isn't everything. I regret that I did not get A SINGLE PHOTO of any food this trip. It was a tremendous oversight on my part. We still ate, though!

I got my Reuben sandwich again for supper on Monday night, at River Bend Casino. It was not quite as delicious as the first time. I would have preferred my marble rye to be a bit more toasted. AND they were out of fries! Who runs out of fries? I guess the St. Patrick's Day crowd ate them all the day before we got there, celebrating the day St. Patrick ate all the fries out of River Bend Casino. I had tater tots in their place. Hick had his usual bacon cheeseburger. Sis had a giant chili dog. The Ex-Mayor, who must be on a health kick, ordered the same bacon cheeseburger as Hick, but without a bun. That was his mistake. His bacon cheeseburger arrived with only a burger and cheese.

Let the record show that the Ex-Mayor stood up for his rights. He went back and demanded his fixin's. "I meant I only didn't want the BUN! I still want everything on my bacon cheeseburger! That includes the bacon, the lettuce, the onion, the pickle, and the tomato!" A girl brought him a little basket of these extras, which really were not extra. I told him the smart thing to do (since I'm a VALedictorian, you know) would have been to order the burger like normal, and then just take it off the bun. How hard is that?

Our next meal was breakfast on Tuesday, which we had at our hotel casino, Downstream. They have a breakfast buffet for $10.99, and three of us had a $10 food comp there. Hick had to pay, and is now more conscientious about using his player's card for future comps. I loaded up with my usual scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage (link and patty), triangular hash browns, and a muffin top. Top o' the muffin to ya!

Hick waited at the egg station to get over-easys. Which he promptly ruined by slathering them with gravy. I don't know when this became a thing, putting gravy on top of fried eggs. He also had some biscuits under there. And assorted meat, and a bowl of diced fruit which was gravy-less. The Ex-Mayor went mainly for the meats, a little bit of eggs, and a fruit bowl. He must be doing the Keto thing. I didn't ask, because I think it's rude to inquire about somebody else's food selections.

Sis is kind of persnickety. I really don't know where she gets it. She wanted to make herself a sausage biscuit. She was behind me at the buffet. As I reached the tongs into the sausage bin, Sis said, "Make sure you leave me a patty so I can make a sausage biscuit." There were only two patties remaining. I left her the one stuck in the crack on the side of the metal bin. There's a limit to HOW nice I can be to Sis.

We didn't get done with breakfast until after 10:00, so we really only needed one more meal that day. We call it lupper. I think it was around 3:30 when we scanned our cards at the kiosk inside The Outpost Casino, in order to qualify for the free lunch special (served between 11:00 a.m. and 8:00 p.m.). Tuesday's special was Pulled Pork Sandwich and Onion Rings. I must say, it was delicious!

The only suggestion I might make would be a little more sauce on the pulled pork. Sis went back to ask for sauce, as did Hick (for me!). Of course Hick took the cup first, and poured it over his sandwich.

"Oh. I probably would have used the whole thing for myself."

"Well, I was afraid to ask for more than one."

"You went to pick up my sandwich when they called my name. So they KNEW you were here with someone else."

"I'm surprised we even got sauce. She acted like it was killing her to give it out. She only filled the cups half full," said Sis, pouring it all on her sandwich, and giving the cup to the Ex-Mayor to scrape his onion rings around the edge.

Wednesday morning, we arose in different hotels. Sis and the Ex-Mayor bypassed breakfast, to stop somewhere on the trip home. Hick and I went to the buffet at Indigo Sky. I had a $10 food comp, and Hick had $5. It was $7.99, so we only had to pay a couple bucks. Their buffet is in a small room off the dining room, and the foods are in metal pans with raise-up lids. So you don't quite know what you're getting until you open it up. I confess to dropping a biscuit on the floor. I just kicked it back out of the way of trampling feet, since there was no worker around to tell. Hick picked it up and put it on the table between the metal serving pans. I think that was a mistake. Somebody might have grabbed it to eat!

I had the scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon, a biscuit with gravy, and a cheese danish. Hick had pretty much the same thing, except no danish, and he went back for a plate of pancakes. We'll probably eat there again the next time we stay. It was better than I expected.

More on other aspects of the trip tomorrow. You're getting CasinoPalooza-ed this week instead of Hick Housed.