In another week or so, you’ll be vowing to hit the gym harder, eat healthier and trade in your 75-foot yacht for a 55-footer that runs on solar power. Until then: Live. It. Up.
Your 2010 carnival food consumption: dangerously low. Here to correct that imbalance: these goddesses of the deep-fryer. They’ll come to your house and set up a spread of funnel cakes, mini-doughnuts, deep-fried Oreos and Belgian waffles on a stick. Everything tastes better on a stick.
If ordering a five-pound, double-cut rib eye that’s carved tableside is wrong, you don’t want to be right. Known as the Côte de Boeuf, this massive slab of beef is meant to be shared by two or three people, so bring friends. And let them pick up the check.
Make your way through the Fontainebleau lobby, breeze past the doorman and settle into one of six glass-enclosed skyboxes. The toffee leather banquettes are plush, the views of the dance floor are unobstructed, and there’s a minibar in each section. Just in case your butler isn’t pouring the champagne fast enough.
We wouldn’t say that a two-by-three-foot tabletop bathtub of chocolate fondue is essential, but when you’re preparing to limit your sweets in 2011, it might be the best way to go out. Especially when it’s accompanied by skewers of marshmallows, cake bites, ice cream squares and strawberries. Go ahead, double dip.
The idea here: do nothing. All day. Just exist in this oceanfront massage temple. First, book any treatment (like the 30-minute reflexology treatment). Then, relax your way through the steam room, sauna, tropical rain shower, private pool and outdoor hot tub. Always finish in the hot tub.
