Fish ‘n Chips Smackdown – RM v. CENTRAL

Do you like fish and chips? ELV does. He is drawn to the staple of English pub eats like an overstuffed moth to a fishy flame.

To ELV, there is something deeply satisfying about a piece of deep-fried fish. Especially when it comes slathered with tartar sauce and garnished with malt-vinegar-sprinkled french fries. Add a spot of good English ale and you’re good to go.

Something about cold weather also brings out the fried fish lover in us. So whether it’s Central‘s version of crispy battered cod:

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RI RA – Can Really Fake It

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Eating fake (and greasy) Irish food in a fake Irish pub while listening to fake Irish music* about as satisfying as having a fake (stripper) friend with fake breasts fake an orgasm during fake sex.

You have been warned.

RÍ RÁ

At the Mandalay Bay Shoppes

3950 Las Vegas Blvd. South

Las Vegas, NV 89109

702.632.9376

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* Who doesn’t love a little Marshall Tucker or Charlie Daniels with their greasy fish and chips?

An Easter Parade…To Atrocious Food

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You see some mighty strange things when you decide to walk three miles to lunch along Las Vegas Boulevard on a cool, breezy Easter Sunday: gargantuan, unfinished hotels, cheap (and we mean cheap) tourist t-shirt shops, bums drinking warm beer from bottles cadged from the gutter, discount (and we mean discount) tour kiosks, and, occasionally, a cool car or Crazy Girl butt to buttress your spirits.

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