This is the part I l-o-v-e about the food court: the smells. Oh, it smells divine. It makes my stomach crave the deliciousness of the aromas that are wafting into my nose. It makes my mouth water and I m-u-s-t eat something....NOW!!
But what to have?
The selection is fantastic. There's greasy burgers & fries, there's pizza & salad, subs, chinese food and the list goes on.
What do I want...? What do I want...?
I know! I'll have a sub. Yup. A delicious ham sub with all the fixin's (well, all of my kind of fixin's which isn't actually a whole lot -- ham, cheese, lettuce, tomato and sub sauce...I know, pretty boring but to me it's scrumptious!). Oh, no wait -- that chinese food smells really good (then I remember that I don't really enjoy Chinese food all that much and that it makes me sick afterwards). Okay, so how about a big ol' tub of poutine? Mmmm...yeah, that's what I'll have; poutine. Well, but then there's a Teen Burger with onion rings...you can't go wrong with that. Nope -- I've got it...pizza and caesar salad. That's the winner. For sure. Except for maybe the tacos. Okay, I've decided -- tacos it is. It's affirmative.
Of course you know when you eat at a food court with other people, nobody ends up getting the same thing. The girls got A&W burgers & fries and Les got food from the Sizzling Wok. I sat there eating my tacos and mexi-fries and kept glancing over at everybody else's meals.
Oh...that smells so good. I should've gotten the greasy burger with onion rings. Wait, now I can't smell the burger anymore...it's being over-powered by Les' sweet & sour pork and sesame chicken. That is a delightfully delicious scent.
And suddenly my tacos -- which had won the battle only a few minutes earlier -- weren't looking, smelling or tasting so good anymore.
I should've had the Sizzling Wok. Or even my big tub of poutine...no, wait. I should've had a ham sub. Oooh...or a giant slice of pepperoni pizza....
And that is why I h-a-t-e the food court!