Face it. Las Vegas and “America’s Got Talent” are codependent. There may be denial, as in all dysfunctional relationships. But talk about enablers …
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Toby Young wants you to know he’s sorry. Really sorry. Like somewhere between “Honey, I swear I didn’t know she was your sister” and “Honey, I accidentally killed a drifter.”
Heidi’s Picks is a weekly selection of restaurant suggestions from Review-Journal critic Heidi Knapp Rinella.
Criss Angel should take hope. Shows can get better. Just don’t go braggin’ to people who bought a ticket for "Le Reve" back in 2005.
Macayo’s Mexican Restaurant opened in Las Vegas 50 years ago, in 1959. Let’s pause for a minute to think about that.
Those who see ventriloquist Terry Fator at The Mirage will soon be able to compare his current Michael Jackson tribute to the old spoof captured on a “Live From Las Vegas” DVD.
What’s the difference between sweetbreads and sweet bread? Eons, if you’re unaware and mistake one for the other. The latter is suitable for breakfast and usually contains nuts. The former is the thymus gland (and sometimes pancreas) of a lamb, calf or pig, and when properly prepared, they’re a whole lot better than they sound.
Designated a scenic route along much of its length, U.S. 395 skirts the eastern slope of the Sierra Nevada Range west of the Nevada border, providing year-round access to outdoor adventures and unparalleled scenery. It runs through historic towns, paces tumbling streams, overlooks lakes, traverses ranch lands and climbs foothill summits. Alpine resorts, winter sports areas, fishing areas, campgrounds and trailheads lie along a network of connecting side roads.
The cable landscape can be confusing for even the savviest of viewers.
The media event to launch the Sapphire Pool was not to be missed, but proved entirely unrevealing. Literally and figuratively.
Barry Manilow seems bored by repetition, judging by the first half-hour of his current Las Vegas Hilton run. That’s why, when it takes a crazy left turn, you wonder if he has completely lost his mind. And you applaud him for it.
Let’s see now. Magician Rick Thomas is back, in a Sahara theater once used by “Matsuri.” And so is magician Scarlett, in a Riviera showroom that also hosted “Matsuri.”
Before I get started, I’ve got info for those who ask me about (increasingly rare) places that have live music during dinner: Ibo does, Tuesdays through Saturdays (which are the nights it serves dinner).
Marie Osmond loses a daytime TV show and Wayne Brady gets one days later. Some form of Vegas-based TV taping seems as inevitable as local variety acts competing on “America’s Got Talent.”
Today’s bit of trivia: In case you didn’t know, the HP in HP Sauce stands for Britain’s Houses of Parliament (which explains the illustration on the bottle’s label). More to the point: In response to a query from Terri Hohl, readers say it’s readily available in Las Vegas.
