chapter 4

It was our two month anniversary. I suggested we went out to celebrate. An all you can eat buffet style restaurant had opened up near us. I suggested that we gave it a try because the reviews said the food was good quality. Neither of us had to eat vast quantities. We could give it a try and eat a normal sized healthy meal. At least that's what I told Trevor.
Of course with his bad groin, he couldn't possibly stand at the buffet to fill his plate. I assured him I would do it for him. I ordered large cokes for both of us. By the time I got back to my seat, mine had a good chance to have lost a lot of it's fizz, but Trevor, sitting there bored had a good chance to have finished his. I would make sure his glass was never empty, whether he liked it or not.
Trevor told me to select healthy options. However, he was keen to try new things.
I brought him back a plate piled high.
"Wow! The food all looks so appetising! I told him. I can't believe they can do this for the price! You don't have to eat it all, I just got you a small spoonful of lots of different things for you to try. I think I might have got a bit carried away!"
His eyes bulged at the sheer amount of food on his plate. There was absolutely no way he was going to eat all of this! He didn't even know where to start!
He wondered whether he should move half of it onto a smaller plate and concentrate on that. It would be the more polite way of doing it. Then he saw how other people were going back to their seats with plates piled even higher than his and they were tucking in greedily.
Reluctantly, he picked up his knife and fork and started to eat.
My plate was almost the same as his. I carefully made sure that I didn't overeat, all the same, I encouraged Trevor to try a mouthful of the chicken. Had he tried the sweet and sour? Oh the prawns were good!
He surprised himself by finishing the entire plate! He said he felt full. He said he could possibly eat any more, but they would have to come back here. He had enjoyed the food. He didn't mean to offend, but it had been tastier than my home cooking.
I pointed out that it was a darn site cheaper as well.
Trevor had enjoyed it so much, he said we should come out more often.
That was music to my ears. I could not have been more pleased that the suggestion had come from him and not me.

Our second trip was a week later. Trevor's injury was much better, but I insisted he was not yet strong enough to stand at the buffet. He had been at work all day. Had that not been enough standing around? He confessed to sitting around all day. He was getting lazy. The more he did less, the more he wanted to do even less, if that made any sense at all.
Of course it did! That was what I was aiming for! Eat more, do less!
I had to hold in my excitement as I loaded up his plate. This time he had not insisted on healthy options. Maybe he would assume that was what I would bring him. I steered clear of the chips which were obviously unhealthy, but added some other fried foods.
I watched as Trevor ate and enjoyed every last morsel! I didn't dare ask him if he wanted more, even though I wanted to so much!