A recent move left us for three weeks without out beloved internet and television. Now that most of the boxes are gone, we can finally organize and get back to reality. We were also fortunate enough to take a quick trip to Las Vegas; a first for the two of us. The monstrous size of the resorts and maze design of the casinos burned significant calories, but we also made sure to hit the gym a few times.
Here is why we decided to burn all those additional calories....
Andy's sage fried chicken w/ fresh spinach, hardwood smoked bacon, market tomato, griddled mozzarella, chipotle cream and scrambled eggs from Hash House a go-go. We first spotted this mammoth on an episode of Man vs. Food on the Travel Channel. The restaurant has two locations in Vegas and one was only two resorts down the strip from us. We stayed at the Venetian and were told to simply, "Walk past Harrah's and walk through Imperial Palace's casino. Go to the second floor and you'll find the restaurant." Perfect! Just a quick walk, right? Wrong.
It was our first full day in Vegas heat and a simple walk from the Venetian to Harrah's felt like a tour of Cairo. Tour buses filled with blue-haired ladies moving as slowly as possible constantly blocked our "detour" on the street. We decided to walk through the casino to miss the crowds. It was a good idea, since the breakfast crowd on the casino floor consisted of two 90-something women wearing t-shirts with pictures of their cats. Between the noise of the penny slot machines and announcements for the last buffet seating, we found ourselves lost.
The Harrah's casino lacked the appeal of the Venetian's. The floor smelled like cigarette smoke that had accumulated since 1970. The carpets, I swear, were designed by the Miami Vice cast. The Venetian had cigarette smoking, but the constant pumping of oxygen and aroma of fresh flowers distracted me from the nasty smells. After what seemed like 10 minutes of misery, we finally found outside light. Imperial Palace was in sight!
Their casino was very similar to Harrah's. The cocktail waitresses were winners, too. One had the hem of her Spanx full bodysuit slipping past the revealing skirt of her uniform. And the fishnets no longer looked like fishnets on her thighs, the bulge made the loops hang on for dear life. To be fair, I don't think many can get away with neon orange fishnets.
We finally found Hash House a Go-Go and were very surprised at the design. We took an elevator up to Indiana farm restaurant that truly looked the part. The staff was great and very helpful navigating us through the menu. Although they served large portions, the food's quality was superb. We didn't finish the mammoth breakfast, but I was very pleased to find this country oasis after the introduction to Vegas resort wear.
And it did! Try not to eat all the crispy, buttery sides before the cobbler cools down. (You can also burn your tongue -- I'm speaking in theory, of course, not from experience.)
