David Copperfield doesn’t need much advertising to fill 650 seats in the MGM Grand’s Hollywood Theatre. But the lack of ballyhoo means that only the bad news goes national.
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Clearing our entree plates after dinner at the Greek Village Cafe, our waitress offered dessert. Creme brulee, she suggested, but with a twist, in that the crust of caramelized sugar sat atop a rich rice pudding instead of the usual custard.
The laughs return to Palace Station, where the enclosed lounge reverts to stand-up comedy after tabling a big expansion into a country nightclub.
Marble rye’s one of those beloved East Coast foods that is so difficult to find west of the Mississippi, but readers have several sources for Rosemary Nahay, who’s trying to find it.
Raise a glass to the twisted visionaries. It may be a long time before we see the likes of them again.
The holidays are traditionally one of the worst periods of the TV year, landing somewhere between the “American Idol” audition rounds and Oprah’s Vajayjay Week.
Paddlewheel cruise boats plying Lake Mead and the Colorado River recall the days before dams controlled the river and created lakes. Sturdy little steamboats served as workhorses on the untamed river of yesteryear. A vital link for remote communities, the boats carried passengers, supplies, draft animals, equipment and the production from area mines and mills. In bygone days, the challenging passage on the river always included elements of danger from shifting sand bars, driftwood, boulders and white-water rapids through narrow canyons.
Entertainers sprinkling shows with holiday cheer.
BLT Burger’s staff members wear T-shirts emblazoned with various slogans, some a little racy, some not. We’re guessing they can pick the shirts that reflect their personalities, or maybe their moods. In which case we think the hostess who seated us should get one that says "I’m snippy because my shorts are too tight." Or maybe it was her boots.
It could be time for the “showroom shuffle,” a game of musical chairs that might see “Stomp Out Loud” replace the lamentable “Fuego Raw Talent” at the Sahara.
Ah, fresh mozzarella; there’s nothing like its delicate texture and nutty flavor. And this week readers tell Bob Daniels where to find it.
You can almost count theater gigs in dog years. “In our business, the average length of a run is six weeks,” says Derrick Trumbly.
You don’t expect a Fox reality show to help the needy.
An excellent guidebook on Southern Nevada, “Geologic Tours in the Las Vegas Area,” is now available with updated content and GPS coordinates. If you hurry, you can still obtain the newly released edition in time for holiday gift-giving. Sure to please desert lovers and Nevada buffs, the guide will be a welcome addition to collections of reference materials on the state.
I liked the atmosphere at The Capital Grille so much, I was in no hurry to leave.
