Our staff had better things to do last week, so we were left to our own devices. And by “own devices,” we mean we were forced to dine alone.
By ourselves.
Downtown.
In the most godforsaken place for good food in all of urban America.
Our staff had better things to do last week, so we were left to our own devices. And by “own devices,” we mean we were forced to dine alone.
By ourselves.
Downtown.
In the most godforsaken place for good food in all of urban America.
In case you’re not following ELV on Facebook or Twitter — and let’s face it you should be — you might have missed this article by Brock Radke in last week’s Las Vegas Weekly. Taken with the New York Times piece of last Wednesday, it provides the perfect bookend (frame? snapshot?) to a discussion on the current health of our restaurant scene.
If you want to read the entire story as it appeared in the Weekly, continue after the jump:
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We can’t say the “special” lunch at the Wynn’s Country Club Grill is all that special, but at least it only costs $28 — which is something of a bargain for three courses at our most expensive resort.
And the view, of course, is free.