Thanks for the giggle, Central Las Vegas. My burger was terrific.
I’m so curious to know how all of the typos landed in that one entree.
But more importantly, I went to Qua, the incredible spa at Caesars Palace.
Years ago when Qua first opened, a colleague treated me to a hot stone massage there and I have been trying to make my way back ever since. It’s such a beautiful place.
This time I sprang for a massage and my first-ever facial. Go ahead and make your That’s What She Said jokes now. Continue reading
I’m grateful to Eva Longoria (no
Parker) for pointing out that traditional steakhouses have been doing me a disservice. I had no idea that I was eating sexist meat.
To correct that, Ms. Longoria is opening a women-friendly steakhouse in that feminist hub of Las Vegas. I learned this via US Weekly.
What does it all mean? Will my steak arrived wrapped in a designer bow? With a side of sexy booties? I’m so confused.
As much as I love pink, I like my meat red and I have no interest in a 2 oz steak with a side of undressed lettuce. Perhaps SHe won’t be for Me.