I'll keep this relatively short since this isn't chowhound. Since I no longer had plans for Saturday, I spent the day with Suited. We took the town car to Bellagio where Armani had shipped in more stuff for her to try on that they didn't have Friday. Of course it fits and looks awesome, so she extended her lead over me. Its really funny to be walking down the casino with her in shorts and a t-shirt at one moment and then looking like a rock star in an Armani suit a minute later. We got her back in normal clothes and did a tour of Aria (I'm not a huge fan, actually -- I prefer the Cosmopolitan).
We did lunch in a the fast casual place by the same chef who is making our dinner. The concept is Chinese/Mexican fusion and its pretty amazing. I had a margarita that comes with a sea salt foam on top that was out of this world good. The young lady sitting next to me was watching me try it and gushed "Isn't it AWESOME?" as soon as I tried it. I felt bad for the poor girl, because apparently someone stole her pants and she was forced to just wear a shirt. I'm sure she was uncomfortable, because when she sat down it didn't even really cover her hipbones. Or so Suited said. I don't notice that sort of thing.
We also had a scallop ceviche and some shu mai. The dumplings were flavored with cumin and the sauce was brilliant, but the scallop was the star. It was perched atop a key lime, which you upended into your mouth and squeezed, so that the spice, juice and scallop all mingled together into a perfect bite. I was so impressed that I was ready to go directly to dinner.
Oh my God, where to start. I walked up and said that we were here to dine at e! and was immediately greeted by "Of course, Mr. Shark! We've been expecting you." I dunno how they did that. We had a quick champagne cocktail and were soon escorted into a private back room behind the bar. The chef told us we would be starting with a gin and tonic. I'm not a huge fan of gin and tonic, but what the hell? He poured several shots of gin into a metal bowl. Next he opened a large thermos and poured liquid nitrogen into the bowl. The table soon was covered in smoke as the nitrogen evaporated and he thrashed the bowl violently with a whisk. He kept adding liquid nitro and it looked like a movie special effect or a rock show. When he was done, the gin was a huge fluffy ball of mostly air and frozen gin. He then prepared the glasses with a pool of preserved lemon goo, spooned in the gin ice slushy over top and then produced a whipped cream dispenser thing which contained foam of tonic water which he filled the glass with. They shaved juniper berries and lemon zest over the top and served it with a spoon. I actually do like gin and tonic, if they are prepared by Merlin the wizard.
On and on it went. They actually served 22 separate dishes, along with paired beverages (wine, beer, sherry, expresso, you name it). A highlight was an Apple cake thing. The apple was somehow turned into a puffed up tube about the size of a twinkie. It looked just like styrofoam. Inside the tube, they took goat cheese and whipped it with a stick blender and then put it into a container and puffed it full of nitrous oxide so that the result was super-light airy spray cheese of the gods, which they promptly injected into and filled the apple tube. They then topped it with a thick line of sweetened hazelnut sauce. Oh my God! Each bite immediately melted into a liquid in your mouth, like cotton candy. It just made you laugh out loud.This guy
had a review of it that had about half of the same dishes. It will give you a better idea of what it was like. I would be willing to kill people to eat there again. If I can find anyone else in Vegas who agrees that this is something to experience, I'm going to do it again. I've eaten at many of the best restaurants in the world and I have never done anything remotely as cool and exciting and tasty as this in my life. I am totally in love.
After that, we did a little bit of craps and Pai Gao poker. I'm sure I didn't notice an endless parade of women with similar issues to the girl at lunch. Single dudes who aren't 100 years old should make a note. Spend some time on weekend evenings at the Cosmopolitan. Trust me.
Suited and I had a fairly early night, because she had to be up at the crack of dawn to catch her flight back home. Because I'm a great guy, I got up with her, fed her breakfast, packed her bag and escorted her to the airport in the town car to make sure she had not problems getting on the flight and all of that. Once that was done, I obtained a rental car and headed back to the Manadarin Oriental for the sad task of packing my bag and taking my talents to the Rio. The Rio isn't a terrible
hotel by any means. But after the MO, it is going to feel like I'm in prison. But it is sooooo convenient to be able to just amble up to my room on breaks or at the end of the night.
I actually have three free nights from the Wynn at the end of the trip, so I'll move three times. I'm actually looking at some good offers from the MGM, so I might even do four hotels. LOL.
Back at the hotel, I continued my couch to 5k plan by hitting the treadmil, showering up afterwards and packing up my shit. I still have an hour to kill, more or less. I hate to get there early for this event, because it is a HUGE zoo. Looks like it will be a record field again. Despite the issues with Tilt, it looks like fields are very strong this year.