All-you-can-eat breakfasts are included in the Caesars Pocono Resorts purchase price and are served buffet style. Featured are A.M. goodies designed to open your eyes, focus your brain, and please your tummy. My sweetie pie and I opted to be served "breakfast in bed," which is available to all guests and was delivered to our room at a time that we specified the night before.

Saturday brought a dinner extravaganza that is heavily hyped by Caesars and enthusiastically anticipated by all in attendance: all-you-can-eat lobster tails and steak!

A host seated us at a circular table along with three other couples, who greeted us with polite smiles. A waiter came by, took drink orders, and showed us menus. Although the dinner choice for our fellow diners was a foregone conclusion, I was still feeling a bit stuffed from the prior night's buffet, so I requested the "light alternative": an entree of vegetables steamed in chicken broth over pasta. This choice was met with stares of amused disbelief by the rest of the table, who were clearly on a mission to screw the system and plow in as much food as their digestive systems could process.

After our salads, we all got to know each other a bit better.

For couple number one, this was their twelfth visit to Pocono Palace. It also happened to be a complimentary trip, as they were they winners of a resort-wide wreath decorating contest held during their eleventh stay back in December with first prize being a free weekend getaway.

Couple number two were meeting for the first time - in person, that is. They bumped into each other on America Online's Romance Connection and had been exchanging titillating amour-drenched e-mail for the past three weeks.

Couple number three shared a carpool together and were happily married - but not to each other.

The food eventually arrived and, sure enough, the all-you-can-eat component of the meal was soon exploited, with the male from couple number two quickly ordering the second of what would eventually be seven lobster tails.

Dessert consisted of soft-serve ice cream, which could be dressed in a variety of toppings and add-ins from an extensive fixins bar. A man at a nearby table consumed a sweaty mound of vanilla/chocolate swirl that approximated the size of a newborn child. He devoured it sans fixins.