Parfaits at the Buck

Ah, that tasty reward for finishing your Sunday dish at the Olde Inn, another locale at which the S’amb’r Ql’an were once known to convene.
  What could the old coach stop possibly be like today? If anything can be learned from the nearby Tudor House of bygone days, it may well be a bistro miteux of telescreens, tracksuits, and tasteless tuck.
  Why sully yesterday’s memory with the menu of today’s fribbles and their wrappy and pokey TrendFeed, along with “Amayahkitun Piskèp” sub-karaoke boomer activities? Except here you’ll find the cervids of Mesingw instead of the Tudor’s testy testudines of Unami to remind you they saw firsthand how history was flushed.
  For today, just enjoy the parfait in your mind.