Checking in from the Las Vegas airport. I’m tired. And not because I partied too hard, no. It’s because I was working, traveling (I hit four airports in one day), sleep deprived and congested. I think I’m allergic to Las Vegas or maybe it was just the smoky and ridiculously cold air at our hotel, where I spent the better part of my stay, that has me sniffling and sounding like Marge Simpson’s sister.
The good news is I dined at Thomas Keller’s Bouchon and Alain Ducasse’s Mix. Today at Trevi, an Italian restaurant at Caesar’s Palace, I had crisp and golden polenta fries and a wonderful frozen Bellini before heading to the airport. Despite it all, I made time and energy for food, which I will tell you about in the next few days. For now, I’m just eagerly awaiting getting on that plane and heading back home to Miami.
[tags] Las Vegas,Â restaurants [/tags]