Vegas tip #13: bring a clothespin. When you need it, you’ll know.
Vegas tip #432: always be prepared for the dreaded, insatiable meat loaf craving.
We’re going to get you through that last one...
Tuck in your napkin for Citizens Kitchen and Bar, a massive hall of the kind of foods that make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, starting Friday.
Essentially, this is an all-time greatest hits collection from your mom’s recipe book— baby back ribs, fried chicken, five kinds of burgers, 18-hour roasted prime rib... Okay, maybe Mom never made it around to that one.
And it’s all served up in sort of a factory-bistro hybrid that makes it all seem, well, just right. Green brick walls, steel piping, old photos on the walls. If ever there were a place where meat loaf felt downright proper, it’s this one.
You’ll come in here with a group of buddies and just throw caution to your cardiologist. Chorizo-guac omelets: have at it. Beef jerkified Bloody Marias: go nuts. There’s a six-man muffuletta. If you eat the whole thing yourself, it’s on the house. Don’t think too hard about the “Do I really want six people’s worth of muffuletta?” of it all. Just chalk it up as yet another precious life experience.
Vegas is just full of those.
Vegas tip #432: always be prepared for the dreaded, insatiable meat loaf craving.
We’re going to get you through that last one...
Tuck in your napkin for Citizens Kitchen and Bar, a massive hall of the kind of foods that make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, starting Friday.
Essentially, this is an all-time greatest hits collection from your mom’s recipe book— baby back ribs, fried chicken, five kinds of burgers, 18-hour roasted prime rib... Okay, maybe Mom never made it around to that one.
And it’s all served up in sort of a factory-bistro hybrid that makes it all seem, well, just right. Green brick walls, steel piping, old photos on the walls. If ever there were a place where meat loaf felt downright proper, it’s this one.
You’ll come in here with a group of buddies and just throw caution to your cardiologist. Chorizo-guac omelets: have at it. Beef jerkified Bloody Marias: go nuts. There’s a six-man muffuletta. If you eat the whole thing yourself, it’s on the house. Don’t think too hard about the “Do I really want six people’s worth of muffuletta?” of it all. Just chalk it up as yet another precious life experience.
Vegas is just full of those.
