Oh golly, this weather sure has been a thing, hasn’t it? It has.
In the same way that Mr. Curtas enjoys the luxury of a fine cotton seersucker suit (white on white, Tom Wolfe style), I enjoy the obverse side of this sartorial coin: TWEED. Oh and by my various speckles and herringbones, I can feel that tweed weather coming along quite nicely. And along with tweed weather comes the rarest of Las Vegas enjoyments, the foreign tradition known as “Eating Outside”. And that, my friends, means brunch.
We’ll enjoy Brunchtober and Brunchvember, and enjoy it prudently. Thinking of hitting EggzNstuff? Hope you can wake up earlier than someone who goes to an exclusively Senior Citizen church. Drawn in by a billboard promising all you can stomach industrialized mimosas? Please destroy yourself.
Like I said, I wanted these items to have just a liiiiiiiiittle bit of unique touches, no big crazy moves there to dazzle me with jive. A plain ol crepe gets jazzed up with a very finely chopped bit of mint right in the batter, that’s a solid move.
Why am I looking to a humble bean salad as my parting note? Well, dear reader, it was the biggest surprise and the greatest indicator of what I’m talking about here. Some crazy perfect storm of the creamy avocado, the crispy fried artichoke heart, and the super simple light dressing (apparently Icewine vinegar, fancy stuff too).
Sure, there is about four times as many items, and as much as we’d both love my color commentary and snarky remarks (or when concerning the scrambled eggs, downright cutting cruelty), yet I decided to highlight the items that met my challenge with good marks. Even our most lauded of food-brains out there can fall into the trap of adding and adding and adding flavor profiles onto a rickety foundation, because it’s an easy fix. But starting with a solid textbook foundation and showing some restraint? Restraint can be a beautiful thing.
In the Wynn Hotel and Casino
3131 Las Vegas Blvd. South
Las Vegas, NV 89109