HOWEVER!! The buffet, oh the buffet!!

What the room may have lacked in lustre was more than made up by the buffet at the Flamingo!!!
If you are counting calories or not interested, please skip this post, however my own Mother requested a play by play of my vegas meal, so here it is...dedicated to the woman who raised me!
The buffet at the Flamingo is divided into 3 sections, 2 food sections border the desssssssseeeeerrrttttt section, which was difficult to drag Anika past without stopping!! (okay, we stopped, but we didn't pick anything up until after)
There are stations for different types of food, seafood, asian, mexican, etc, etc, etc!! You could make your own noodle soup, putting all kinds of noodles, veg, meats, wontons, cilantro, mint, etc into a bowl, which you took to the counter to be boiled and topped with broth. mmmmmm! The mexican food included tiny tortillas which you could warm on a frying pan before adding all the different mexican toppings you would expect, also a nacho bar, (lost a couple of kids there, and Scott whispered to me - 'they're eating nachos!!??' there was prime rib and all the veg fixing you would expect, there were big crab legs and huge shrimp, some delicious salads, there was sushi for Tia, who peels off the gross seaweed and yucky rice just to get to the fish (and yes, she's grossed out by....a sandwich??!!). The buffet stretches on and on, and it is difficult to know where to start....or finish.
BUT the heart of it for the kids, of course, was the desserts!!!! There is a serve yourself soft ice cream bar with sundae toppings such as gummy bears, cookie crumbles, sauces, m&m's, and lots more, lots of really good cookies, we had a delicious chocolate raspberry mousse cake, Scott had a made to order crepe with cherries and whipped cream and chocolate sauce, there was a yummy green tea pudding thingy in a tiny cup, we shared a bunch of different things. The piece de resistence for Anika was the fresh cotton candy on a stick - oh, and the chocolate fountain - she left covered in chocolate from cheek to cheek and up to her elbows on each arm, clutching her bag of cotton candy - much to the amusement of the waiters and customers alike.