First off, I'd rather eat a bowl of glass or be sentenced to a hotel at Disneyworld than go to Vegas again. it was my 30-somethingth trip as we have our annual convention there. NAB (National Association of Broadcasters)
Only somewhat relatable incident here, was the boss decided to take the sales team out for Steaks on the last night.
I had nothing to do with restaurant Choice and ended up at a relic restaurant called Saltgrass in the Golden Nuggt down on Fremont St. We were seated around a large table and I was last to order. Waiter looked at me and I said.
"I'll take the 16oz ribeye and a ceasar salad. He said "how would you like it prepared to which I replied without blinking: 137 degrees. He looked at me like i grew horns. I looked at him and simply said "Just write it down"
Apparently someone in the kitchen had and kne how to use a thermometer because the steak was done perfectly.
For $75 it was probably the worst piece of meat I've eaten in a long time.
no gambling or the like. most of my meals were in the hotel restaurant because i was too tired at the end of the day to uber elsewhere and manage receipts for an expense report.
I was ready for some smoked meat when I got home. My new company nickname is now "Smoky" as I blathered on so much about smoking meat.
Only somewhat relatable incident here, was the boss decided to take the sales team out for Steaks on the last night.
I had nothing to do with restaurant Choice and ended up at a relic restaurant called Saltgrass in the Golden Nuggt down on Fremont St. We were seated around a large table and I was last to order. Waiter looked at me and I said.
"I'll take the 16oz ribeye and a ceasar salad. He said "how would you like it prepared to which I replied without blinking: 137 degrees. He looked at me like i grew horns. I looked at him and simply said "Just write it down"
Apparently someone in the kitchen had and kne how to use a thermometer because the steak was done perfectly.
For $75 it was probably the worst piece of meat I've eaten in a long time.
no gambling or the like. most of my meals were in the hotel restaurant because i was too tired at the end of the day to uber elsewhere and manage receipts for an expense report.
I was ready for some smoked meat when I got home. My new company nickname is now "Smoky" as I blathered on so much about smoking meat.
