I could have called this post “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas”, but that would have been a lie because I’m clearly sitting here writing about the weekend I spent in Las Vegas, rather than not writing about the weekend I spent in Vegas. So the true title would be more like “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, except for the parts that I’m telling you about here, which aren’t the secret parts that actually will be staying in Vegas, but do enjoy these selected elements of the 36 hours I spent in Vegas, hi Mum and Dad!”
That title was too long.
Here’s the backstory: Matt, whom you met in the last photo of this Cedar City post, celebrated his birthday last weekend by arranging a trip to Las Vegas with his friends. Because Matt is a swell guy, he invited Sam and me along for the ride.
Thus at midnight last Friday night, after the audience had pattered away from Les Misérables, Sam, Matt, and I jumped in Matt’s car, turned on some music, and drove out into the black night towards the glittering lights of Las Vegas.
Yes, I did indeed eat a pint of frozen yoghurt with a spoon in the backseat of the car, and yes, I did indeed look like a vampire whilst doing so.
Did someone say “the glittering lights of Las Vegas”? Oh, right. That was me.
At 1:30am, Las Vegas really does glitter. After over two hours of driving into seemingly endless black, we suddenly found ourselves instead driving towards a river of gold, beckoning, beckoning.
Upon entering Las Vegas, the spinning shining pumping lights swirled at me from all directions, and I momentarily forgot that Matt had stolen my cowgirl hat for his own purposes.
And then I forgot everything but to laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh, because oh, America! Even after all this time, and after so many visits, you still hold the power to astonish me and make me shake my head in gobsmacked surprise.
This Bhang cannabis chocolate was fo’ realsies legitimate (or as legitimate as medical marijuana can be), with the packaging including the ingredients list and even the nutritional information. I was lost for words. Absolutely lost for words. (‘Murica!)
Hypothetically speaking, one might posit that the Bhang peanut butter pretzel cannabis chocolate would be the most appealing flavour to a chocolate reviewer, and that it might hypothetically taste like basic sweet dark chocolate with underlying notes of grassiness. But one would never know for sure; one could only guess. One could only ever guess.
Oh, Vegas.
No. 33 ½ . That is all.
The next morning, our not-quite-baker’s-dozen of men and women awoke in our rooms of the getting-very-old-and-creaky Circus Circus hotel and casino (where, twenty years ago, I stayed with my family). We stepped out into the morning light and almost wilted in Las Vegas’ burning heat, quickly dashing to the comfort of air-conditioned cars to make our way to The Omelet House, a hidden nook of breakfast magnificence known and accessible only to those with secret Vegas knowledge.
While omelettes themselves make my soul cringe, I am duty-bound to like any place that serves pumpkin cake dripping in butter as a standard breakfast component. This pumpkin cake tasted like gingerbread, like pumpkin pie, like sweetness, like heaven.
Not going to lie; I preferred the pumpkin cake to the English muffin with egg white scramble and turkey sausage, though the fruit cup with sweet strawberries, ripe bananas, and juicy grapes was not too shoddy either.
We shan’t speak of what this place served as “coffee”, though.
Coming up next: Las Vegas gambling, clubbing, and a glimpse of my beloved homefolk.
Oh this is just so fun. Man the things they dream up down there! The Cannabis bars made me laugh and #32 1/2 is certainly interesting. I wonder how that partiuclar combination of foods came to be?
So fun you got to go to Vegan with them! I hope you’re having a blast (which by the looks of things, you are)
I love your typo there. Very appropriate, because I do long to do the Vegan thing in Vegas one day!
I think 33 1/2 was probably caused by someone taking over the menu after eating that chocolate.
Putting to one side the very odd seeming prices of 7.89 and 9.59, does No. 33 1/2 (!) have a price tag of 69.00?!?
(Given that you can somehow manage a decaf soy latte (ptoohee), I shudder to think what that “coffee” was like …
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It does. Apparently when The Omelet House makes a joke, they go all out.
P.S. Remember, America still has pennies, so those prices are just like the Australian $??.95, I’d say.
What’s wrong with a decaf soy latte? All the delicious flavour, none of the insomnia
Oh looky, numbers me was here yesterday! Seriously, a whole post about the shiny wacky delights of Vegas and she’s looking at the teeny tiny prices on a menu?!
Vegas has always been one of those places that’s torn me. On the one hand the gaudiness, the energy consumption, the Vegas-ness of it all makes me sick, on the other hand … shiny lights!
(Coffee snob me desperately wants to know where it is you find decaf with ‘all the delicious flavour’ … but I told her to shut up and let you enjoy your coffee however you please!)
If you go to a proper roasters, buy good beans, grind them fresh yourself, then it is possible. But yes, a lot of decaf that you get out and about tastes burnt and acidic.
Ha! That IS a long title, but totally appropriate.
Looking forward to hearing all your blog-appropriate stories from Vegas! 
There’s only enough blog-appropriate fodder for one more post, I think.
Oh my….. only in Vegas!!!
That is one very accurate hypothetical review!
One could presume.
And triple strength too – that sounds like mighty powerful chocolate – hypothetically speaking! But I think I would prefer that pumpkin cake – looks like exactly what I would have ordered if faced with a sea of omelettes
Hypothetically speaking, some people might have found it very strong. Hypothetically, though, chocolate reviewers tend to prefer being on the ball and sharp enough to taste the more-delicious pumpkin cake, so hypothetically speaking said chocolate reviewer wouldn’t really know!
You didn’t eat the chocolate!
Hypothetically.
Exactly! No one did. It’s all hypothetical.
The turkey burgers don’t look too good but the fruit salad and pumpkin cake look great. Vegas really does twinkle at you from a distance. I bet it’s not only the infirm who are eating that chocolate! xx
Isn’t it strange how they call those turkey “sausage” here? I definitely think patties instead too.
Apparently, in California, you can get a prescription for medical marijuana for “insomnia” if you’ve had a bad night’s sleep!
One could say that a certain other food blogger may really like to try those chocolatey-weedy bars. But we are only musing here, no?
We are only ever musing, of course. One might suggest, though, that bloggers who set their own hair on fire would certainly be deserving of the therapeutic effects of such chocolate.
‘Merica!
I’m not sure what could be better than dank chocolate… not that I’m saying I want to make some or anything, but I mean that is just a brilliant idea… hmm…
Glad to see my home country is still full of surprises
‘MURICAH!
I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve yelled/growled that in the past few weeks.
Oh you were here in my city!
Now where oh where did you find that chocolate? I’d love to try it! I haven’t seen it here before..Can’t wait to see what else you did out here!
I can’t imagine what it would be like to actually live in Vegas! Though I’m guessing that there’s more “normalcy” off The Strip?
In truth, I think the chocolate came from California?
Argh! I was just there!!! (I’ve got to put up my post, even though it includes a lot more touristy shots).
I didn’t stumble across any of *that* chocolate. In any case, I’ve decided Vegas isn’t really for me, although the hiking is pretty nice.
Ooooh, I can’t wait to see your post! I’ve kinda travelled enough now, particularly in America, that I’ve stopped taking many of the standard touristy shots. Which clearly means I’m going to see yours and think “darnit, why didn’t I take that photo?!”
I’d like to go back and do Vegas in a different way: track down the fancy vegan restaurants, see a Cirque show…
Ta Da!!
http://www.edibleposts.com/2012/09/vegas-weekend.html
No Cirque shows though….next time!
Woot!
So why go to Amsterdam when you can have more fun in Vegas.
I’ve been to Amsterdam; it didn’t grab my heart.
Haha I love how only Vegas can pull off this post
But that pumpkin cake… I want to pull that off
Cheers
Choc Chip Uru
That hang cannabis chocolate has me, quite literally, laughing out loud. In fact, I may have snorted when I read it. Hilarious
I’m glad you enjoyed yourself (are still enjoying yourself?) in the dazzling Vegas-ness
We were gobsmacked. I couldn’t believe it; I kept turning the packages over and over in my hands, looking for the joke. Nope, no joke.
Haha now this is stuff that they should had put in The Hangover! Perhaps they did but they had to cut it out because that stuff is slightly mad!
It knocked some people through a loop, I’ll tell you that. (I preferred to stay focused on pumpkin cake.)
I’m alway sorry when people refuse to go to Vegas. If you call yourself a traveller, you should open yourself to the wloe kit and caboodle, n’est-ce pas?
STOP REPLYING ON YOUR IPAD WOMAN.
Oh, absolutely! Plus, you don’t have to do Vegas in the stereotypical way – go hiking, to a fancy restaurant, see a Cirque show. I’m really glad I did the crazy Vegas experience this one time, though.
I was just about to write about how much I’m not looking forward to potentially attending a Bachelorette Party in Vegas next year, and about how much I think Vegas is bummy, etc etc. But I’d be following up your mum’s comment about how people who don’t want to go to Vegas are losers, so… I can’t wait to do all these things next year! Kisses!
Bahahaha! Mums always know best. Plus, as I said to that inestimable lady, you can do Vegas in a very sophisticated, classy way (dinner, hiking, Cirque shows)… though I doubt that’s what will happen at a Bachelorette Party. Take deep breaths, embrace it for the experience it is, and laugh through the icky parts! Smoochies!
It’s more I’m sad thinking about what the boys will be getting themselves up to…. I can handle myself just fine;) Huggles!
SQUISHY-MWAH-MWAH!
(Or is that what you’re scared of the boys doing?)
Haha!!
Yeah, exactly, I’m afraid they’re goin’ to get all fresh and squishy-mwah-mwah. Hopefully not with each other. Well, hopefully not with anyone. Aw, you’ve got me laughing so hard right now:)
Then my work here is done.
Ha! Now that’s a horse of a different color! We most certainly do not have chocolates like those around here.
I have never been to Vegas but would kind of like to go. I don’t really enjoy gambling, but I do like shiny lights and buttered cake breakfasts.
I believe that chocolate was actually made in California. West Coast Hippies!
So many shiny lights. One day I want to go back to see the O and Love Cirque shows
I would like to try the cannabis chocolate, hypothetically.
Hypothetically is the tastiest of all the trying ways.
Cannabis bars, that is crazy. I would gladly have a slice of the pumpkin bread dripping with butter. mmmmmmm
VEGAS! Love this glimpse. Oh the lights are so pretty. Just like you in that first picture
I feel a little sick from looking at that cake & then the sausage patties. Just a tad. It’s all amazing, though. & I don’t say that lightly. 33 1/2.
Heidi xo
Aw, thank you darling! I think I look vaguely demonic, so your words are far nicer
Oh America, they are good at justifying dessert and dinner foods in the same mouthful.
Vegas!!! So much fun! I want to go there – one day – not for any gambling but Would love to see Circ Du Soleil (saw them in Minneapolis – so incredible), and some other shows, shopping, and of course lots of eating and drinking! I need to get saving my pennies. The cannabis choccie is hilarious! There’s no way you’d find such a thing in Canada so you better bring some with you
You have no idea how much I longed to see a Cirque show while there. O and Love are the top of my list in Vegas, I think.
Nah, I think I’ll leave the cannabis chocolate where it is. Not my thing; you’ll have to come here for it
You know…grumble, grumble. You were only like 5 hours drive away from Los Angeles. Couldn’t you have swung by to the most awesome city in the world? Hmph!
That said, I still have never visited Vegas!
Pot chocolate? Keep that away from college campuses!!
I flew through Los Angeles again today
I’ll be in Orange County as some point next year, I think. Maybe then?
The pot chocolate definitely arrived with college students, so I think that ship has sailed.
omg vegas is crazy! i’ve been once and won’t allow myself back haha.
that chocolate is very appealing / interesting
I have so many questions about that chocolate but I realize I’m only going to get hypothetical answers
You are living my dream lady, for reals.
I was about to say that I hope it’s the travel overall, and not just the pot chocolate, that is your dream, but you know what? No judgement. To each their own.
Even I prefer the look of the pumpkin cake compared with the English muffin and whatever the hell that brown stuff is.
You’d love the brown stuff. Meeeeaaaaat!
In all my time in Vegas, I never saw that chocolate. Where were you hanging out?
Glad you had such a great time Hannah!
I think it had actually been purchased in California?
Ah yes, now that would make sense
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