Live Blog: Las Vegas Road Trip
Yes, I'm doing a lame "Live" journal type thing for my Vegas Road Trip. I s-e-r-i-o-u-s-l-y thought about doing one on my L.A. Trip, but didn't and kinda regret it. A LOT of stuff happened in L.A. that would have been fun to save for posterity, so I guess Vegas will have to do instead. It may suck like a Hoover or it might make for awesomely snarktastic cheesy goodness, IDK. We'll see how it goes...
07.30.09
11:58 A.M. - The Foodie is a Happy Panda! While buying my $50 Gift Certificate for miX at restaurant.com I notice that they have a slot for discount codes so, on a whim, I Google 'restaurant.com discount code' and find a code (NAPKIN) for EIGHTY percent off! So my fifty dollar credit costs me all of FOUR DOLLARS! That's, basically, a main and an app for the price of one of The Hottie's Grande Skinny Vanilla Lattes at Starbuck's (and at a Michelin starred restaurant no less). Can you say steal? On top of that, I was going thru the Shopdiscover.com site and get 20% cash back too boot. Granted, 20% back on four bucks aint much...but I'll take it ;p
1:18 P.M. - WTF is wrong with Southwest? I go to use their on-line check-in and copy the confirmation number directly FROM the e-mail they sent me and the website keeps telling me it's not valid because it doesn't have the proper/correct number of characters o_O Really? You SENT me that combination of numbers/letters Southwest!!! But when I finally manually TYPE in the exact same characters it takes it no problem /smack
6:32 P.M. - While looking over the menu on-line @ Memphis Championship BBQ, I start SERIOUSLY considering packing some heavy-duty Tupperware so I can snag some BBQ to-go on SUN and pack it in the checked luggage on the way back. I've got a limited number of meals to enjoy over the weekend and it's not like I can take Wing Lei's Duck Tasting Menu home with me, now can I? Plus, it's supposed to be 106 this weekend in Sin City, so while The Hottie's wardrobe will still be vast it will also be...well...tiny. As a result, there will be more available room than normal in the luggage! This idea is starting to make more and more sense to me...
8:59 P.M. - No, this pic isn't staged. Whenever we pack for a trip, The Puppy leaps into the open luggage as if to say, "Okay Mommily, I'm all packed. Let's Go!". Granted, it's kinda weird...but mostly cute.
And, yes, I realize there's no pic here at present...I don't have what it takes to post pics on the road, so just IMAGINE a super-kawaii pic of a Peke sitting in a giant piece of pink luggage :p
07.31.09
12:31 P.M. - The Kia Spectra sux. That is all.
1:04 P.M. - My Angus Burger topped with Swiss, Prosciotto and Foie Gras arrives. Nom nom nom. The Hottie, being the Egg Slut she is, went for a burger topped with Cheddar, Bacon and...a Fried Egg. It's been a while since I've been to Hubert Keller's Burger Bar and I'd forgotten a couple of things. One - The server's outfits are HOT (as are most of the servers) and Two – Their beer selection is insane: two dozen beers on tap and over one-hundred bottled beers.
2:38 P.M. - It takes The Hottie less than 3 hours in Vegas to suggest we go to Sonic. She definitely has a Sonic fixation - so sad. Then again, it is 106 degrees and half-price drink happy hour, so the idea of a super-sized, cold, refreshing beverage isn't without merit.
4:30 P.M. - Upgrade! The Hard Rock must really like me! Not only is our room comped for our stay, but I got upgraded to a Pool View Room on the Third floor. My room is closer to the pool than some of the “poolside” cabanas. Seriously, I could TALK to people at the pool from my balcony if I wanted...
8:33 P.M. - I check the A's score while waiting for Glasvegas to start @ The House of Blues. My $100 bet looks pretty secure as Oaktown has an 8-1 lead. BTW, this also means that, over a ten day span, I will have seen Ada Maria, La Roux and Glasvegas live. This means diddly squat to 99.9% of the Americans reading my blog, but to any music-loving Euros it will prolly impress them /flex.
10:04 – w00t! We score one of the Austin Powers Egg Booths @ miX. If you've ever been to miX, you know EXACTLY what I'm talking about. Also, my Beef-Topped-With-Foie-Gras-Day at The Mandalay continues as they have a beef tenderloin special topped with seared fois gras and truffles. The Hottie gets duck and, as always, the sommelier's suggestion for a wine pairing is top notch. The wine team @ miX is consistently one of the best we've encountered anywhere...
DAY ONE LUSH-O-METER:
BEER: 2.
COCKTAILS: 1.
WINE: 1.
TOTAL DRINKS: 4. Don't worry, she may be off to a slow start, but I'm sure The Hottie is just warming up...
08.01.09
12:58 A.M.– We're calling it a nite. I've been up since 5:00 A.M. And just had a r-e-a-l-l-y nice streak where, with my A's bet, I'm even after being down $600 earlier in the day. I don't WANT to leave Danielle (one of my fave dealers who knows us on sight) but even SHE tells me I should leave before giving all my winnings back. Good call. After cashing in my chips I see that they replaced Danielle with their resident Cooler. Bitch is hot as hell, has a sick body and is cold as ice. If somebody told me she was an android I wouldn't flinch. She deals cards at an inhuman clip and sucks up your chips like a Dyson. Can you tell she's taken my money many, many times before?
5:15 A.M. - I just found out The Hard Rock has no cold water. You can turn on what they CLAIM is cold water, but when the 'low' for the day is 84 degrees, the supposedly cold H2O is lukewarm at best. As for what The Foodie is doing in the oversized tub @ five o'clock in the morning I'll simply quote Barry and Levon, “Shhhhhhhhhhhh. Don't worry your pretty little head about it.”
10:58 A.M. - The pool @ The Hard Rock hasn't even been open an hour and, already, EVERY spot/lounge chair has been claimed. Fortunately, I had detected the insane influx thirty mins earlier and claimed our spots while The Hottie got ready in our room. I also realize that weeks of dieting, hours on the recumbent bike and miles walking on the sandy beach don't mean squat. With The Hottie laying next to me in her Victoria's Secret bikini, I could be a glow-in-the-dark Jabba The Hutt and nobody would notice.
3:39 P.M. - Five hours at the insanity that is The Hard Rock pool is about our limit (especially in 100++ weather). We haven't even collected our stuff or put on our cover-ups before somebody pounces on our prime seats. Bonus: Some of the Hells Belles now work as bikini-clad dealers at he pool during the summer. Amy and her buddy Susie treat me very well, as does the Cocktail Waitress. As I've said many times before, if I'm going to lose money, I'd at least like to have fun doing it!
5:05 P.M. - I make the biggest mistake of the trip so far and decide to go back down to the pool for some more Blackjack while The Hottie is resting (i.e. passed out) in our room. The $100 tables at the pool are E-V-I-L! AVOID AT ALL COSTS!!!
7:42 P.M. - My last trip to Nobu didn't leave me terribly impressed, but I must say The Black Cod marinated in Miso is a signature dish for a reason. I skip most of the sushi selections (my mind is still haunted by the unforgettable omakase @ Sushi-Zo) and must say this is the way to go. Sushi, once ZOMGUNIQUE, is pretty commonplace now and IMHO the sushi @ Nobu is overrated - good, but not great. As a result, I am rewarded with Spicy Miso Lotus ‘Chips’ with Tuna, Three ethereal Kumamoto Oysters with signature sauces and a mind-blowingly good miso-almond cake with japanese rice puffs and...wait for it...wait for it...EDAMAME ICE CREAM!!!
DAY TWO LUSH-O-METER:
BEER: 1.
COCKTAILS: 4.
TOTAL DRINKS: 9. Ordering back-to-back Bacardi and Diets before noon (in the Super Big Gulp Sized Poolside Tiki Cups no less) took their toll early or The Hottie would have consumed more, I assure you.
08.02.09
12:21 A.M. - Pretty much the first thing The Hottie squealed when I told her (weeks ago) that Leno was playing at The Mirage was "We can go to BLT Burger!!!", so I'm not suprised at all to find myself here. And, mind you, we're not r-e-a-l-l-y here for the burgers, per se. The Hottie wants her Malibu Barbie: A vanilla shake with pineapple juice, coconut milk and...Malibu Rum. Yes, The Hottie is drinking a spiked milkshake...I'm sure you're all so very, very shocked. I try the Twinkie Boy: A vanilla shake blended with caramel sauce and Twinkies! It's even garnished with the tip of a twinkie and tastes really, really good with an interesting mouthfeel. This is the perfect food to be eating in Vegas @ 1 in the morning (which is probably why there's a line to get in at 1 in the morning, eh?)...
11:22 A.M. - It should surprise absolutely nobody that I find myself @ Bouchon this morning. Damn them for not taking reservations! It'll be a 30 min wait...
11:27 A.M. - I mock "Allison, Table of Three" for pulling out her best Sunday sweats for brunch. The grubby, heather grey sweat top is at least ten sizes too large, but the burnt orange jogging shorts with the peeling off Texas Longhorns logo really complete the ensemble. Somewhere, Stacy and Clinton's collective Spider Sense starts tingling...
11:55 A.M. - The Foodie is a Sad Panda : ( Being sat outside (normally a prime spot) in 100 degree weather isn't fun but, far worse, The Best. Eggs. EVAH. is no longer on the menu. Why does Keller hate me? First he stops making foie gras dog snacks for The Puppy and now THIS! I'll try the French Toast, but I'm still bummed...
12:04 P.M. - The Foodie is a Happy Panda! ^_^ It turns out that there are specials today that our in-the-weeds server didn't tell us about. I overhear him mention them to another table and my ears perk up when I hear the words "Sous vide sixteen hours". Seriously, if my head didn't rotate to maximize my listening skills, I'm sure my ears would have started springing up like some cartoon character. My order is now changed to Sous vide Steak and eggs. Also, I am informed that the Oeuf Au Gratin (i.e. Best. Eggs. EVAH.) are simply too labor intensive to have on the Brunch Menu but, I am assured, they remain on the Breakfast Menu. /cheer
2:02 P.M. - I'm at Sephora. Yay! I'm sure nobody is shocked to hear that The Hottie is some sort of Super V.I.P. in their Insider Reward Program. Thirty minutes later, $100+ is dropped on products that fit in a bag the size of a DVD case. At least the tiny bag is stylish!
3:13 P.M. - I'm at Memphis Championship BBQ! Genuine YAY! I did, indeed, pack a couple of jumbo Rubbermaid containers to fill with 'que. I go with a pound of brisket, a pound of rib tips, a bottle of regular sauce and a bottle of spicy sauce. I also get some of their sweet tea that they serve in a mason jar while I wait for the order cause, well, did I mention it's 108 degrees outside today?
3:26 P.M. - As I'm transferring the brisket from the Styrofoam take-out container to the Rubbermaid, The Hottie announces 'OMG that smells so good' as she jams her hand into the brisket and tears off a not-so-small piece. It's gone before I can blink. I'm pretty sure wolves take longer to eat meat than that. I'm not really sure if I should be proud or frightened at this moment?
5:48 P.M. - The schlubs who show up at Wing Lei in t-shirts and shorts are politely redirected to a Drive-Thru Panda Express. The amount of schadenfreude I experience from this is disturbing, but I'm okay with that.
5:51 P.M. WOW! The single-best looking/smelling duck I have EVER seen/smelled is wheeled out tableside and starts getting expertly carved up on the spot as part of our Imperial Duck Tasting. Nom nom nom.
6:21 P.M. Did I mention that The Hottie ordered a glass of champagne even though the Duck Tasting comes with two glasses of sommelier paired wine? I guess I just did...
DAY THREE LUSH-O-METER:
COCKTAILS: 1.
WINE: 3.
SPIKED MILKSHAKES: 1.
FINAL TOTAL: 14. A solid but not spectacular performance by The Hottie this trip. If The Meat Guy or Fun Bandit were there to enable her, the total would have been higher. Still, fourteen drinks is a respectable amount...
08.03.09
12:05 A.M. - The Puppy is insanely happy to see us. Nothing should have this much energy @ midnight. He'll be even happier when he finds out that The Hottie hit The Wall on course 3 of the Duck Tasting, so we have Wing Lei leftovers in the carryons. Last trip he got leftovers from Bradley Ogden. Can you say spoiled?
12:13 A.M. - @TSAmorons: If you INSIST of going thru my luggage and open up my Rubbermaid containers can you PLEASE at least put the lids back on?!?! WTF! Like we were trying to hide Al Qaeda Baby Bomb Ribs in the pink luggage? Thank Allah we double-wrapped them in shopping bags too. If BBQ sauce had gotten on The Hottie's Shearling Boots I'd be calling The Professional Liar for legal counsel right about now.
, Nobu

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