Captain’s Log 5,719
I am back from Vegas! YAY! Not much time today to do a proper catching up, but photos will be loaded up tomorrow. Flights were good, company was great, entertainment was fascinating, bus ride to downtown and back uneventful. We had several excellent meals. Since I am not much of a foodie, I really don’t notice stuff like that. But I did notice. One breakfast and one dinner were sensational. The rest of the time was sorta okay for me. It was food. And I ate it. Sparingly. Carefully. Living with a tender tummy is always a challenge, and I must always be aware of when I eat, how much I eat, and what I eat. Las Vegas is all about decadence, so controlling my odd dietary choices is a challenge.
This is an example of what is available downtown (along with deep-fried Twinkies and Oreos and all sorts of other true crap). The menu from the Heart Attack Grill.
Not funny. Not amusing. I refused to even go inside.
It’s $8 more if you want the 25 strips of bacon included. The place was packed. The guy who started this crazy chain of restaurants calls his food “nutritional pornography.” I agree. It’s foul. No thanks. I loved the fact that Big Sister Mia had a fruit plate in her room and I could snack on bananas and grapes. Much better for me. Much better for anyone else on the planet as far as I’m concerned.
Super busy week ahead of me. That’s what I get for taking some time off to have a little fun. The piper is standing here with his hand out….waiting. Damn piper.