I hope you’ll bear with me.
I just spent three full days in Las Vegas.
11 restaurants. 10 meals. 9 desserts. 8 incidences involving chocolate. 7 public embarrassments. 6 resorts and casinos. 5 dollars spent on slot machines. 4 top chefs. 3 separate and unique tomato sauce stains. 2 nightclubs. 1 food coma.
Doctors aren’t optimistic, but I hope to be fully recovered in two shakes of a lamb’s tail.
someone hold down the fort.
And by that I mean, someone please get me a vegetable.