Last year I was traveling in Hong Kong for a few months, I stumbled upon a good buffet that offered a great range. Range meaning grilled food, sushi, Asian noodle, smoked salad, and dessert spread to name just a few.

A year later, I made a visit to Mr. Steak and the food remained consistent. Playing center state, their steak was both tender and flavorful. A spoonful of miso sauce rounds out the slice.

Obvious misses include their sushi selection which lacked knife skills along with the proper vinegared rice.

When journey to any buffet, we only have a certain amount of quota so I suggest trying the Hai Nan chicken, lamb leg, steak, and crab legs as primary selection.

For a more detailed blog, read Mr. Steak: Steak buffet done right in Causeway Bay Hong Kong

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On a sunny afternoon, I enjoyed a great buffet with a picturesque view. The Hong Kong Football Club is an exclusive club that boasts an out door swimming pool, indoor bowling allies, and a vibrant green field.

The cozy lunch started off with my first encounter with sushi in Hong Kong. An army of choices whet my palate. The sea-sweet shrimp and salmon nigiri (fish over bed of rice) was on par. Hot foods included International flares from chicken skewers, Indian curry with rich red hues, and tender roast beef.

A noodle bar awaits comfort food craving. Won ton noodle soup with choose of noodles just add to the variety. A delightful dessert ensemble includes a syrupy peach dish.

Finishing the meal, the blueberry tea just added a playful touch to the palate.

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“I don’t eat beef!”
“I’m a vegetarian!”
“Let do Asian tonight!”

Like a popular Chinese food dish, my date can sometimes be {sweet} or {sour}. After snowboarding and burning infinite calories on the top of the mountain, I was ready for comfort food heaven. Only one hurdle came head on. My snowboarding date aka snow bunny.

Rayfil: snow bunny, what do you want for dinner?
Snow bunny: anything is fine?

{from experience, this means that “anything is not fine.” In female code, this means ask more questions dammit!!}

Tired from slashing “s” curves on powdered snow and pretending to be patient while snow bunny falls off the ski life time after time, the last thing I wanted was restaurant choice dilemma.

Take my advice.

Avoid the hunger pains. Hit the “18th Floor” at Harrah’s and transport your self to the Forrest Buffet. For only $20 on a Sunday night, the immense choices will let your date fill her own desires.

Globe trotting around the counters, many dishes had good intentions but missed the mark. The Chinese counter passed with crispy egg rolls but the BBQ ribs lacked caramelized sweetness. Vibrant colors were featured at the sushi bar such as California roll, but the lack of skill involved in making the vinegary rice halted the appetite.

Aim for sure winners which include sea-sweet cocktail shrimp and Spinach salad.

But the night belonged to the prime rib. Blushing tender meat married well with ladles of au jus. A slight dabble of horse radish gives the slices just enough kick. I was a very bad boy that night, eating five slices. Supporting roles that deserved a mention included aromatic stuffing, onion rings, and tender turkey breast.

End the night with hot apple pie.
Service was attentive and soda refills were nearly automatic from our server.

Overlooking the chilly lake and snow covered mountain, the towering view made my window side table a great dining space.