The smell of meat hangs in the air. Smoke comes out of the kitchen. Meat also comes out, in plates and trays. Buffet Park is an arena of carnivores. You don’t go to Buffet Park if you are one of those twisty-nose people who say, ‘I don't want to smell meat and smoke.”
You might struggle if you are a vegetarian. You might also struggle if you don’t like dark places with tables wedged close to each other because if you go in the afternoon, the place is dark. And hot. And loud. And people are chewing and laughing, cars are parking and men, mostly men, are spilling out of them dreaming of meat. It’s a hubbub of the local variety and it’s fun.
