St. Paddy’s Day’s forecast: mayhem on the Strip. That’s why you’ll be ringing in the festivities above all that, from a garden terrace overlooking the Bellagio Fountains—starting at 9am sharp. Rounding out a full day’s worth of refinement: green beer and Carmen Electra.
The James Beard Award: widely considered to be the Oscar of the food world. You’ll celebrate its quarter-century of existence with this five-course feast, prepared by a dream team of Vegas chefs (including those currently heading Table 10 and Cut). Be sure to save room for the minor technical awards.
Hard to tell out here, but spring is coming. To fill your wardrobe: TopMan’s new 20,000-square-foot outpost. You’ll find the type of slender-fitting desert garb favored by Hunter Thompson: loud, floral button-ups, cable-striped, cable-knit tees and straw Panama hats. Sadly, no visors, though.
This weekend: an ode to the Irish. Next weekend: vive la France. See, this weeklong rotating tasting series is prepared by a French gourmet chef and served 23 floors above the Vegas skyline. Out: beer and potatoes. In: Mediterranean sea bass with pure gold Ossetia caviar.
Nothing like a helping of all-American comfort food to mitigate the effects of too much Irish pride. So you’ll hit up this nearly 4,000-foot indoor-outdoor dining room, filled with the familiar scent of bacon-wrapped, apricot-stuffed dates. (Okay, maybe not that familiar.)
