You’ve tried to stave it off: the post-blackjack Pink Taco Panucho craving. Now you can celebrate your winnings under a portrait of Pancho Villa at 3am, and four hours later greet the day with tequila mimosas and a side of blue corn pancakes. What you do with those four hours is up to you.
When you saw a guy bite off the neck of a bottle of prosecco using only his incisors, you applauded. But watching 35 chefs and sommeliers (like Tom Colicchio) saber champagne, in unison, in front of the fountains at Bellagio to launch the Vegas Uncork’d wine and food festival—well, you’ll applaud that too...
Going off the grid, or just off the Strip, can save a Vegas trip—especially when the sojourn involves green Hatch chili, beer and the great, paved outdoors. Seek respite at Beauty Bar’s new beer garden on a night when food trucks like Sloppi Jos roll in. Slow-cooked pork tastes better from a picnic table.
Sometimes after a rough night at the tables, you feel like watching someone else—two pro boxing lightweights, preferably—take uppercuts to the chin. From a private cabana, mojito in hand, next to a pool overlooking the Strip. We’d bet on the little guy.
You’ve taken your wine boxed, bagged, bottled and, during an interesting turn of events, from Sean Connery’s personal decanter. But never kegged—until now. RM Seafood’s new downstairs wine kegs supposedly reduce waste, but we just see it as an opportunity for you to demonstrate your superior tapping skills. From hand to mouth in six seconds flat.
