Tuesday morning in Vegas started off like a typical day in L.A. I journaled, checked email, and hit the gym (elliptical and treadmill for 30 minutes, upper body weights for 25 and 5 minutes of stretching). Then I did something not-so-typical.
POOL TIME! Even though I live in Southern California, I never find myself at a pool. The thing is I don’t really love swimming (I’m more of a dip myself in kinda gal). But I LOVE sitting BY the pool and reading. I don’t even like sunning myself. Here I am, slathered in SPF 50 and mostly covered (and shaded by an umbrella) -
I painted my toes a Vegas-y color too.
It got insanely hot so I read for about an hour before heading back in.
I wasn’t hungry all morning, so breakfast wasn’t until noon -
From home: a cut up organic red plum, Kashi Vive and organic rice milk. This cereal was really good – reminded me of Golden Grahams, which I grew up on.
After meal goodies and our gorgeous view of…
The Erotic Heritage Museum. Who knew?
About an hour later I was hungry. Abe and I had a discussion and decided we would have an early dinner, and just snack on what we had til then. So I had a handful of Kashi TLC Honey Sesame crackers…
And some dried mangoes….
We spent the rest of the afternoon indoors, reading and watching TV and surfing the net, as planned. Too hot to go outside! Around 3pm I ate about half of this apple -
And half of this tootsie pop -
I wanted to be nice and hungry for our dinner reservation! I made one for 5:15 pm through Opentable (racking up those points!) at Thomas Keller’s Bouchon, another 40 minute walk up the strip.
In the same hotel we went last night, The Venetian. French Food? In Italy? Craziness!!!
We were pretty much the only ones there.
It was a gorgeous space. The napkin holders transformed…
…into our menus!
I ordered the chicken, but asked for it sans lardons et avec haricot verts instead of the potatoes (You’re impressed with my high school French, I can tell).
Abe and I split this AMAZING bread and finished all of it. I also cracked open a few pistachios.
Abe got a mushroom and gnocchi appetizer that I had a bite of. I actually uttered the words “Stop it.” My reaction caught both me and Abe by surprise – I wasn’t expecting it to taste so good – they were sweet! I’ve never had sweet shrooms.
Here’s my dinner!
The chicken was insanely delicious. I eat a lot of chicken, but this is the way chicken SHOULD taste. I didn’t even need the skin (I removed most of it) it was so flavorful and juicy and just about perfection. The corn and mushrooms were tasty tidbits as well.
The string beans…well….they needed improvement.
I ate about half the chicken and corn/shrooms, 1/4 of the string beans and took the rest back to the hotel.
I also helped myself to a handful of Abe’s fries (crispy, not greasy, well seasoned)
And some of his artichoke hearts (these were also meh)
We had planned to walk around s’more, but I wanted to get that delicious chicken into a fridge stat! So we walked back to our hotel, hung out for an hour or so, and then headed out again. Then we walked. And walked. And walked. If you’re like us, and don’t like crowds and hot weather, avoid being out on the strip at 8:30 pm. We moved at a snails’ pace. But I was determined to see Paris, so we kept on going. Almost an hour and a half later, we made it.
I must admit, it was pretty underwhelming. Nothing like the Venetian with all its indoor canals. So we began the hour-long trek back, stopping by Serendipity 3 for a little treat -
For frozen hot chocolates, of course!
I haven’t had one in about 10 years, back when I first moved to NYC after college and did all the tourist-y things there.
They had a convenient pick-up window:
We ordered a 16 oz. to share
Extreme sweetness! But that didn’t stop us from drinking the whole thing, whipped cream and chocolate chunks and all. It even jogged my sweet tooth enough that I wound up having the other half of my tootsie pop from earlier.
My feet and legs were super sore from all that walking. We collapsed into bed and slept for a solid 8 hours. Ahhhh.
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