We walked down the strip and although we were both tired (when will Gavin sleep for more than 1.5 stretches?!) the energy was contagious! A certain husband told me for days that we should make diner reservations, but for some reason I figured it wouldn't be an issue so... it never happened. We arrived at the restaurant, Pampas Brazilian Steakhouse, and immediately saw a line out the door. Oops.
I saw a man in a suit who looked important and asked him how long the wait was going to be. He said, "Eek, no reservations? At least 45 minutes." Did I mention it was 6:30 and neither Jake or myself had eaten since breakfast?
One word:
One word:
HANGRY.
We politely asked if we could wait at the bar, and he said he could actually seat us there & eat off the full menu there. Best anniversary gift ever.
If you've never heard of/been to a Brazialian Steakhouse, they basically are a carnivore's dream come true. Servers walk around with meat on giant skewers and shave off as much as your gluttonous heart desires. The Brazilian steakhouse was my gift to Jake because I don't really care for meat. They had a great "cold bar" with salads and vegetables... and the best part? They made me a huge skewer of roasted vegetables to enjoy. Heaven.
Paired with decadent white Sangria, my wonderful date, and only a few belligerent Las Vegans at the bar... It was a perfect dinner. :)
We wandered in the Planet Hollywood Miracle Mile shops for a bit to let our food settle, then we went to watch the Bellagio fountain show. Best 3 minutes ever. Stunning.
Then the night got crazy. Jake gave us each a dollar to use at the slot machine of our choice.
Jake lost his dollar in one push of a button :( I chose a quarter slot - risky, I know.
But.. it was my lucky day!
He even let me keep my winnings. We quit while we were ahead and called it a night.
10:00PM. We're getting old.
10:00PM. We're getting old.
It was a perfect night with the love of my life.
