Actually, buffets are the only kinds of restaurants I eat in nowadays. They were never appropriate for entertaining clients, but now that I don't have to worry about that anymore, they're the only restaurants I bother with.
At a buffet, I get to choose exactly what food I want. I don't have massive helpings of empty carbs forced upon me. I don't have to wait for servers to get around to bringing my food to me. I'm not bound by someone else's idea of which foods should be served as which courses. I get to takes as much or as little time between "courses" as I like. In short, buffets dispense with all the things I hate about restaurants in general. And as an added bonus, I get to smother everything I eat with hot sauce without fear of offending the chef. What could be better?
I always thought the roll-throwing thing was idiotic, however. It probably goes back to a superstition my mother had about throwing bread when I was little. It was forbidden and supposedly very bad luck, probably in some hunger-related way. I don't remember the specific consequence because I thought it was pretty dumb even back then. But in Lambert's case, I think the custom is just as dumb as the superstition.
Rich