Every so often, a big-time celebrity chef rides into town and hosts dinner at the restaurant he founded. This is one of those times. Only here, it’ll just be you and 24 others enjoying a four-course feast (wines, confits, gras’s) manned by Thomas Keller himself. Ask him whatever.
The preparation is arduous—helicopter chauffeur transfer, 3D simulator sessions, five demo laps with a former professional driver in a barely-street-legal Ferrari 599. But the payoff (another 26 laps around Las Vegas Motor Speedway in a Ferrari F430 GT): worth it. You’ll have a pit crew.
New plan for watching those out-of-continent games: walk to the middle of Luxor’s casino floor. You’ll see a raised bar (not a mirage). Inside: vaguely Egyptian lamping, live sports all night and drinks mixing Grey Goose vodka with watermelon Pop Rocks. Ideal camel croquet ambiance.
The early evening fountain show: you’ll be catching it, from a patio, with spicy jalapeño hurricane pitchers. This is the happy hour scene at Hyde going down every Friday through September—at which point you’ll have to go back to cocktailing from glasses.
Well, Grimaldi’s long-delayed second Strip location is delayed no longer. Which means blue-collar dough-slingers and highly trained pizza chemists working together at last, spinning Brooklyn Bridge water into desert pizza gold... but for real this time.
