An interesting rule developed on this last trip to Vegas. The cheaper the restaurant, the better it is. Must be my farm-boy roots. Pink Taco continues to be the best Mexican. Rum Jungle Brazilian BBQ was tired and not worth the ridiculous price–I think it’s off the must-eat-at list. The waiter there even said, “Everyone gets the BBQ. They don’t even care what the specials are.” Maybe it’s better when its a big group (and someone else is paying.) Lindo Michaocan is good Mexican, but too far off the strip and not as good as Pink Taco. At Lindo, my colleague got the house special brazed goat dish, which came in a bowl bigger than his head. We got a picture on his phone–I hope to get a copy. There was a guy playing a Casio keyboard and singing all the classic rock latin tunes: La Bamba, Black Magic Woman, etc. That was awesome in the cheesy-bad-but-like-it-anyway way.
Stayed at THE Hotel at Mandalay Bay–a hotel so pretentious, the toilet paper is labeled “THE tp.” They don’t have mouthwash, they have “dental elixir.” Honestly. But, it was really nice. The last night I had to switch to Luxor. What a pit! It stunk like last weekend’s frat party and while the hotel room was serviceable, for $250-300, you’d expect a lot better.