A new-found respect for peaceful solutions to problems.
Birthday month?
A trip during the month of my birthday.
How was the Wellington? Ive always wanted to try one at one of his restaurants.
My head says âOmicronâ, but my heart says âthe chicken fried steak special at the Poker Palaceâ
It was fine and well-executed. It wasnât a revelation, but I just donât think Iâm a huge fan of beef Wellington.
damn that looks good
seriously donât think i wanted to eat something more from watching a pic than that soup
Looks incredible. Where?
No deets? Thats some dark ass broth.
Mother fucker youâre getting omicron
Shang Artisan Noodle
Worth it.
Excellent.
Pro tip: the hand shaven noodles are a much better fit for the soup.
Didnât I try to send you to Shang when you were in Vegas?
Hope this wasnât youâŚ
https://twitter.com/LasVegasLocally/status/1480667243713220608?t=O-ygRzagjfXv2C4NkLffrw&s=19
No, but I was at the Four Queens a few hours ago.
Took friends to Pampas churrascaria for lunch. No pics but wasnât super impressed vs other Brazilian places. Not sure how much COVID affected how slow the meat was to come around and it sucks we donât get the full salad bar experience.
We walked in without a reservation and they stuck us at a private dining table in a small room, so extra COVID.
Used my resort credit to do some robata at Otoro at the Mirage. Did not realize I could use it at any MGM casino.
Lamb chop, vegetables, octopus, wagyu.
Vegas was more fun not documenting my trip as I went. I went out there at the same time as a few friends. One decided he was going to crush the Bellagio 10/20 game. The other two I took to Fremont Street as neither had been to Vegas in 20 years and I enjoyed showing them around. I think they liked it and their next trip to Vegas might include a stay down there. Anyways, the one who plays poker determined he was too drunk to check out the game at the Golden Nugget and we brainstormed on things to do. We landed on strip club.
Now, to be clear, one of my friends is female, the other male, and they work together. (I will be calling them SHE and HE for the remainder of this post.) She likes strip clubs. It had been a running joke in the run-up to this trip about how she should take him to a strip club, something he was into. (I always assumed I was going to be playing hours of poker.) On the side, I had been planning with her to figure out a way to send them to a place with male strippers as a joke. Sapphireâs apparently had a male section, but it didnât appear to have re-opened during the pandemic and may have only been open on weekends anyways.
Our club of choice was Hustler. Well, that was my choice, based on being open 24/7 and having a lower cover charge. We went and SHE talked us into getting the $100 package that included cover, two drinks, and a lap dance. I think both of us were intending to give him our dance tickets.
HE was like a kid in a candy store. I modestly chose to get $40 in singles. HE went nuts with $100 right off the bat and blew like $80 tipping the first two strippers. I chose to sit at a table and get a few drinks in to get in the mood. SHE brought HE right up to pervertâs row, teaching him how to place dollars on various parts of his body for the stripper to retrieve.
Meanwhile, there was a female customer who was getting on stage with the strippers. Eventually, she took her top off. She only got read the riot act, when she started to handle money.
This went on for a couple of hours. Eventually, we realized we had these lap dance tickets that we needed to use up. HE was first, looking for one of the first few girls that he tipped like a drunken sailor. Eventually, he found one. He came back happy, but as the night progressed, he kind of had his head in his hands like he was sobering up and realizing what he had done.
Then, IT happened. It was around 5 in the morning, Vegas time, and he got THE TEXT. His wife had used find-a-phone and knew exactly where he was and was NOT HAPPY. As heâs freaking out, SHE and I realize we still have these lap dance tickets that we paid for and need to use up, but itâs close to the end of shift and strippers are leaving early. We are running out of choices.
We finally find a girl whoâs available and she brings us both up to the lap dance room. We have our choice of concurrent or sequential lap dances. We choose the latter. She sits us down on a couch and gives us our dances. It was interesting to watch a woman receive a dance. I took my turn and the stripper told me that it was okay to touch. I half-heartedly pawed at a breast once so she wouldnât feel like I didnât like her, but this isnât really my thing.
Then, we collected my friend and went back to the hotel.
Strip clubs arenât really my thing. I donât think I would ever enjoy this place alone, but watching friends have a good time and enabling that makes me feel good. Strip clubs are great if you bring a newbie or a female friend who enjoys it.
LOL