It all started innocently enough, with us meeting a couple of food gals at Mon Ami Gabi:
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….for a little al fresco lunch on Vegas’ best people watching venue:
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When it comes to salmon, the more natural the better. Farm-raised “Atlantic salmon,” besides not tasting as good as wild, also messes with Mother Nature by fouling the environment and, in some cases, producing a genetically-modified species that looks like the fish equivalent of Barry Bonds’ love child with Mark McGwire.
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It is one of the great, unsung steaks of Vegas. The dry-aged Creekstone Farms strip and rib eye at Nero’s competes with any steak in any steakhouse in town for pure, natural, unadulterated beefiness.