The great thing about dining alone is that you can use and abuse your butter like a Fremont Street hooker. You can defile it, slap it, curse it, slurp it, finger it, whatever, for as little or long as you like…and NOBODY’S GONNA SAY A GODDAMN WORD TO YOU!
Yep, that naughty little thing is BEGGING for all of the above. Likes it, actually. You know how those French girls are.
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3. L’ATELIER DE JOEL ROBUCHON
Whenever yours truly gets discouraged at the state of the Las Vegas dining scene—with its surfeit of steakhouses, cynical, celebrity chef food factories, and bad Italian—it gruntles him to know that a seat at L’Atelier de Joël Robuchon is still a tough ticket. If you score a table at one of the 32 seats at the sleek and sexy bar, prepare to be dazzled by food as interesting and intense as anything in America or France.
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S’il vous plaît être informé que Mon. Franck Savoy, Directeur des Restaurants à Caesars Palace va quitter Las Vegas cette semaine et le déplacement à New York, où il deviendra le directeur de la nourriture et des boissons pour l’Hôtel Four Seasons.