We’re talking dots, not feathers.
In other words, Sitting Bull and Cochise were nowhere in sight.
ELV ain’t no paparazzi, but media credentials do give you something of a front row seat for these things, and with the white suit on, we basically walk around like we own the joint and get away with murder.
And by “murder” we mean being able to walk around and act like we own the joint.
In the last eight hours, ELV besides eating and drinking some of the best food and wine on the planet, has had the privilege to interview Gaia Gaja (a beautiful gal who was more than generous with her pours and her information about her spectacular array of wines), Pierre Gagnaire (who giggled like a teenager over his excitement about coming to Las Vegas), and Hubert Keller (who really should have won Top Chef Masters).
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