I don't think I am going to be hungry for at least a week. I saw Vegas the right way this weekend; through the windows of it's restaurants. The meal I enjoyed the most (both because of it's delicious cuisine and the fabulous company I had with me) was at Wolfgang Puck's Grill in the MGM. I did not capture the food on film, and for that I am forever saddened. At least unitl I go back and order the exact same things. Tuna Tartar, short rib ravioli, pumpkin ravioli, bbq pizza...be still my heart. No seriously, I need to clean out my arteries they are so stuffed full of plaque love. Saturday Morning I went to Mon Ami Gabi in the Paris hotel. I didn't get breakfast because they stopped serving it at 11 but I was able to order a veggie stuffed crepe and slurp on the best bloody mary of my life.
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Sunday morning we took advantage of the buffet at the Cosmopolitan. Every menu item you can imagine and bottomless mimosas. But that's a lie because I'm pretty sure I found the bottom and let me tell you it was waaaaaaay down there
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If you need me, I'll be in the reclining position with my top button undone and a sweatshirt I purchased at the airport for the sole purpose of letting my belly thrive in its loose, snuggly environment.
Once I get my strength back, and enough space to put some food of nutritional value I will then be at the gym until the end of time {aka Dec 21}