Late winter always leaves me craving something hot, filling, and a little indulgent. That’s exactly when a good seafood buffet starts calling my name.
March still carries a chill across Arkansas, which makes a heaping plate of crispy catfish and golden shrimp feel especially satisfying. I like places where nobody rushes you and the next trip to the buffet is always an option.
The rhythm of a meal like this is simple: grab a plate, sit awhile, then head back when something else catches your eye. The room usually hums with conversation and the clatter of serving tongs…