Gluttons

We got up late on Tuesday. It was awesome.

When we woke up, we knew one thing - we were hitting the hotel's buffet. And we were excited.

If you haven't been, Vegas buffets are a thing of beauty - samplings from around the world, decadent desserts, and sometimes, champagne.

The Wynn's was truly magical. The room we ate in looked like something out of Alice and Wonderland and holy fuck were there desserts. Shot-sized tiramisu and rice pudding, ice cream, various cakes and tortes and good god nearly everything. I had 7 items from the dessert section and I have mentioned, I am not a huge dessert fan.

We sat, we gorged, and then we slept.

It was awesome.

That night, we went to Pure. You will read more about it soon enough. We promptly left there, and went to Lavo at the Venetian. The music was good, the boys were more up our alley and we danced.

We were even home early - 4:30.

See, we can be good too.

Nectar of the Gods

The ultimate comfort food – Swiss Chalet makes me happy like a mofo.

Anytime I have had a bad day, or am feeling sick, Swiss Chalet makes it all better.

Every time!

I don’t try anything other than the basics – chicken and ribs. I don’t care about anything else. I will always get fries with that, and extra Chalet sauce (the nectar of the gods btw).

A boy and I were going on a date once and he was taking me to the cheesiest resto ever and as I was complaining to my friend about it, she said “You are in no position to judge, you love Swiss Chalet”

Apparently, Swiss Chalet is a little trashy or something.

What is that about? How can something that good, be anything but awesome? I don’t understand.

Boys, if you are out there, you want to get in my pants? Take me to Swiss Chalet – I’ll totally put out then.

Ok, well really, that depends on where we are in the relationship, but still. It would win them a lot of brownie points.

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