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Published April 20th 2016
A feast for the senses
Food is often an enjoyable experience when it is shared with family, friends or even strangers. Food encourages people, particularly teenagers, to emerge from their teen cave, grab some sustenance, before they vanish once again to escape the demands of school, parents and other pressures. So our recent visit to the Harvest Buffet for lunch was to be a bonding time for my teen son and I.
The Harvest Buffet, located on level 1 at The Star, is a light-filled and inviting restaurant. The multi-toned chandelier in one section of this restaurant was interesting to gaze at. The air-con created a gentle fluttering of elements of the chandelier that was mesmerising. In another section of this restaurant are windows which allow natural light to stream in creating a warm welcoming atmosphere.
Scanning the diverse food stations, I was so tempted to begin my meal with dessert instead of a main meal option, which most 'normal' people commence with. My son knows I'm a passionate dessert fiend whose knees weaken at the sight of a wobbly creme caramel. He'd just shake his head in dismay, wondering who this person is that brought him into the world (trying to be a good role model to a young person has its drawbacks).
So I drew on all the strength I could amass to turn aside from those colourful cakes, tarts and three chocolate fountains (I'll get to that later) and followed Teen Faye to a variety of the main dishes such as Mongolian buns, southern fried chicken, rosemary and parmesan chips, beautifully cooked salmon, pink sirloin steak, pizzas and lots more.
After scoffing the mouth-watering mains, those chocolate fountains beckoned. There was a milk chocolate fountain, a dark chocolate fountain, and a strawberry chocolate fountain. These proved to be my downfall resulting in humiliation in the presence of Teen Faye.
There were long wooden picks to skewer marshmallows or other variety of sweets to dunk in the fountains. Parents assume we know it all, including skewering sweets for chocolate fountains. My first attempt at skewering a marshmallow had the first mallow stuck stickily to the second mallow, which stuck to the third mallow which was stickily adhered to the fourth, then fifth mallow. As I attempted to shake off a mallow here and there, the sticky white blotch dive-bombed the chocolate fountains, ending up as a chocolate bobbing mess. To rectify the situation, I got another skewer to retrieve them but it meant spearing the sad-looking mallow several times before the mallow came quietly. Meanwhile, Teen Faye took a few steps back, disengaging from this odd parent with brutal tendencies towards marshmallows. I returned to our table to pitifully slurp my way through a monstrously tall strawberry milkshake laden with swirls of cream. Milkshakes and soft drinks are $5 extra per person, but customers can order as many as they can consume in the whole dining experience.
The cakes had begun to call my name and being weak, and now parentally irresponsible, we made our way to the colourful tarts and cakes stacked deliciously on the counter near the mouth-watering rhubarb crumble and churros. There was also a selection of ice creams and a large variety of lollies which Teen Faye piled in his plate.