Guess Who’s Back, Back Again
Sorry for the delays, consider this a Monday ‘nooner’. While I did manage to find internet cafes in Las Vegas who’s got the time?
Sooooo much to write. Given the fact that I am late, I’ll trickle it out throughout the week. Pictures will be up this week too.
But first let’s play a game of “Name That Van Zandt” (the guy on the left).
If you guessed Lynard Skynard’s “Ronnie”, you are sooo wrong. If you guessed .38 Special’s “Donnie”, give yourself a point.
Why this nonsense you ask? Well, in our ninety minute delay to fly to Vegas on Thursday night, my friend Stacey and I saw Mr. Van Zandt at the airport. Initially I saw some people getting there picture made with him and I asked Stacey if she knew who he was. She didn’t, and I said that I thought it was a Van Zandt, but I didn’t know which one. So, when the girls who took the picture walked by us Stacey asked them who it was (in hopes that they would know). The girl’s response was “That’s a Van Zandt”. No shit, Sheila! What a great way to start the trip… 
A Dinner To Die For AND THEY HAD FAT TIRE
The aforementioned Stacey lied to me when she said that my birthday restaurant was not owned by a famous chef. The restaurant was Mix owned my World Renown Chef Alain Ducasse
Normally this alone would have made me a happy man. Then we went to the lounge for a pre-dinner drink.
Do you know me? Did you know my favorite beer is Fat Tire? It’s the only beer I have ever brought back from Denver when I go out there on business.
When the incredibly hot bartender told me that they served Fat Tire at the bar I nearly shit myself with joy! I would have jumped over the bar an kissed her if I knew that it wouldn’t immediately get me kicked out of the bar. Okay, I would have jumped over the bar and kissed her even if she said that all they served was Budweiser, but that’s another story.
One of the rules in my life is when you go out to celebrate, celebrate! When the waiter mentioned the Chef’s Selection menu consisting of more courses than I have ever eaten in my life, I was ALL IN; fortunately so were Stacey, Andy, and Daniel. We feasted on the finest food I have ever eaten — lobster salad with cavier, shrimp with a horseradish creme freche, bison tenderloin encrusted with pepper, desserts to die for including this homemade candy bar with coconut ice cream
And Fat Tire, all night long!!!
THANK YOU
To all who wished me a Happy Birthday on Friday, Thanks!
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – readjusting to Eastern Time
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing World Leader Pretend — “Bang Theory”
Website Of The Day – The makers of Fat Tire, New Belgium Brewery
Off to read other blogs….
Cheers!
Paulie [eatl/ga]
Yay! You’re back! Much like kalabron, I forbid you to go away EVER again in that I had no idea how rough my mornings really are without Paulie blog to read.
Glad you had such a fantastic time and, from what I can gather, a wonderful birthday? More tales please!
Sorry, I really wanted to post Friday, but the Venetian didn’t offer WiFi.
More to follow…
OMGOMGOMG you posted PICTURES!!
I’m soooo proud…
See, you can teach an old dog a new trick!
Jeeeesus, Fat Tire and Nooners? Sounds like my idea of heaven.
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