Everyone loves brunch. But everyone would love it a lot more if they didn’t have to put clothes on to go. Hence this: a Palms pajama brunch, with champagne Super Soakers, inappropriate piñatas and women on stilts. You can probably get a waffle, too, if you ask nicely.
Thomas Keller’s Bouchon Bakery has provided you with at least five of your top six all-time macaron- and quiche-related moments. And now, if you enter near Doge’s Palace at the Venetian, you can have more of those at this new location. Yes, that makes two in the building. So what...
Monkfish in the opium den. Roasted duck breast in the sex lounge. These are things that are possible at this bi-level, Asian-pleasure-themed (sake library included) dinner spot from a former Jean-Georges chef. There’s also a poppy garden area, but that hardly seems relevant, what with the sex lounge.
Ah, buffets. Those symbols of the American values of self-reliance and total independence. Well, here they’re also symbols of how many plates of tandoori chicken, slow-roasted barbecue and charcuterie you can consume whilst also managing a bottomless well of cocktails. So probably say goodbye to the self-reliance part.
