It’s starting to feel like losing a friend. A friend who shot a fellow cop in the face, tortured and killed suspects, put seized drugs back on the streets he patrolled and started a bloody war between a Mexican cartel and the Armenian mob just to help cover his tracks, but a friend nonetheless.
Going to see a hypnotist is a lot like buying a ticket for a football game. You know the rules, but not the outcome.
There are new restaurants in Italy, of course; logic alone would dictate that. But when I think of Italy and the restaurants I’ve dined in there, the biggest obvious difference between them and Gina’s Bistro is that they were all old, faded and decrepit — in a beloved, nostalgic sense, make no mistake — and Gina’s is colorful and shiny-new.
Weep not for Jeff Dunham. Just check his tour schedule.
Bruce McCulloch says that whenever he tries to run with the prime-time TV herd, he can “get kind of beat down by explaining what is funny.”
Legends in Concert” is moving right next door, but it’s still a significant move after 25 years at the Imperial Palace.
We may live in a thoroughly modern city that’s more apt to tear down than restore, but old-fashioned touches abound in the realm of food here. That’s the case with horehound candy, being sought by Suzette Scott.
Whenever cable series come to town, they usually gloss over everything not included in the Vegas Variety Pack: a buffet, some showgirls, a wedding chapel Elvis impersonator and a bachelorette party complete with matching Ed Hardy T-shirts and lower-back tattoos.
It was one of those (far from rare) moments of repeating myself and hoping no one else standing near Irish magician Keith Barry had heard this rant before.
Across the nation this month, Native American history and culture receive special recognition and remembrance. President Bush recently declared November as National American Indian Heritage Month. Additionally, federal officialdom designated the day after Thanksgiving, Nov. 28, as Native American Heritage Day. Thereafter, governors of many states, including Nevada, gave their stamp of approval to the 2008 observations.
Every night, Kevin Burke performs "Defending the Caveman," a comic one-man play that expands the horizons of Las Vegas entertainment.
When a restaurant has a name like Steak, it would be a little difficult to be uncertain about its mission. So it’s somewhat ironic that what makes Steak stand out from the herd of steakhouses is its vegetables.
Show bargains offer at least a glint of silver lining in a dire economy. Echoing the months after the 9/11 terrorist attacks, locals have a buffet of discounts to choose from.
Oh, those pesky olive pits. Yes, they seem to give the olives more flavor, but getting rid of them can be a rather delicate situation. No wonder Sue Heiselman is looking for pitted kalamata olives, and luckily, five readers have come to her rescue.
