Archive for the ‘Food’
The Cheesiest Thing We’ve Read All Year (that really curdled our hair)

“The cheeses here rival those at Guy Savoy and Joël Robuchon.” – Max Jacobson (writing about the good-not-great selection of cheeses at Morels in SEVEN magazine)
In any käse, to make up for taste so bahhhd we Camembert it, we Gjetost thought you’d lait to Explorateur Stiltons of cheesy puns on KNPR-Nevada Public Radio.
Tokyo Plaza
Right now it’s called “Seoul Plaza,” but soon enough, the name will change to reflect what’s going on in this small shopping center near the northwest corner of Spring Mountain and Decatur.
Eat This Now – CJ’s Vanilla Custard
On this, the first day of the year when the mercury tops 100 degrees, we at ELV can think of nothing better than cooling off with an uncommonly smooth, vanilla-rich, satin-like frozen custard from the just-opened CJ’s Italian Ice & Custard on South Durango.
Best Cheap Eats on Wake Up With the Wagners
Komex Express
633 N. Decatur Boulevard
Las Vegas, NV 89107
702.646.1612
ELV’s Thought(s) for the Day

But no doubt the first man that ever murdered an ox was regarded as a murderer; perhaps he was hung; and if he had been put on trial by oxen, he certainly would have been; and he certainly deserved it if any murderer does. Go to the meatmarket of a Saturday night and see the crowds of live bipeds staring up the long rows of dead quadrupeds. Does not that sight take a tooth out of the cannibal’s jaw? Cannibals? Who is not a cannibal? I tell you it will be more tolerable for the Fejee (Fiji) that salted down a lean missionary in his cellar against a coming famine; it will be more tolerable for that provident Fejee, I say, in the day of judgment, than for thee, civilized and enlightened gourmand, who naileth geese to the ground and feasteth on their bloated livers in thy paté-de-foie-gras. – Herman Melville, 1819-1891, Moby Dick
My idea of heaven is, eating pâtés de foie gras to the sound of trumpets. – Sydney Smith, 1771-1845



Restaurant reviews, quips, picks and pans-with some seriously salivating history-from the man who eats his way through Sin City every day.

