Where's the...

So after being home for under two days Mike and I are sitting in the living room Sunday morning and his hand is shaking (which happens when he doesn't eat) and he says, " I really should eat something." To which I reply, "Okay, so go eat." To which he says, "Yeah, but where's the buffet?"

Apparently spending 10 days out-of-town with the company's card paying for all your meals you tend to get a little spoiled in the food department.