Robin Leach took us to lunch the other day. It was beside The Palazzo pool at a Wolfgang Puck venue called Solara, and throughout the meal, so many bikinis walked past our table that we could barely concentrate on Chef Eduardo Perez’s picture perfect and light as a feather cuisine.

Since it’s on the third floor, and not open to the public per se, the only way to dine there is to show the security guy on the first floor your room key — or tell him you’re heading up to Solara for lunch.

Saying you just want to ogle the girls ain’t enough. But the food is so good (if a bit too healthy for a couple of trenchermen), you’ll be tempted not to look up from your plate.

But then you will. Repeatedly.

Because you’re a sucker for these things (good food and gorgeous girls).

Just like Leach and ELV.