That symbol of American excess, the Vegas buffet, has returned. As of May, those giant food lines are back in business. For people who missed Sin City’s abundant food smorgasbords, there’s something comforting in the fact you can once again gorge on lukewarm sushi, marvel at meat stations, and generally eat yourself comatose in the shadow of a vermicular Dale Chihuly glass masterpiece. When Caesars Palace Bacchanal Buffet opened its doors again, The Los Angeles Times reports, it felt like both a special occasion and just another decadent day to sample 250 dishes, including a suckling pig to befit a Roman emperor and a build-your-own congee bowl, on the Strip. As more Americans apparently no longer fear the virus lurking on every spoon and chafing dish, the Garden Buffet at the South Point Hotel Casino and Spa has served up to 3,000 people a day on weekends since reopening. Grazers are supposed to wear masks while filling their plates, and attendants mind everyone’s mask manners and keep people from congregating. But how do you stop people from clustering around newly replenished mounds of crab legs?