That’s you, convincing whoever needs convincing to kindly join you for dinner at Harvest—a new restaurant where the Negronis are bottled and your meals are subject to the delicious whims of chef Roy Ellamar. It’s open now in the Bellagio.
Hmm. Your whoever still doesn’t look quite persuaded.
Not to worry, though. We have plenty more hypothetical responses to their hypothetical protestations where that first one came from...
“But we can eat Maine lobster cooked to perfection in a custom-made stone oven.”
“But, wait, you don’t like seafood? Fine, there’s also 24-hour-ale-brined porchetta and cocoa-rubbed lamb.”
“But look at these pictures. Those are handblown light fixtures. And that’s an exhibition kitchen.”
“But you told me you loved anything handblown.”
“But they’ve got a whole lineup of bottled classic cocktails, including a Negroni served in a Cointreau-perfumed glass with tangerine-infused gin.”
“But their cold-pressed-beet-juice-and-mezcal drink totally counts for your juice cleanse.”
“But that snack wagon just rolls around carrying spontaneous creations like smoked-salmon-belly dip and broccoli rabe pesto.”
You know you’re in trouble when you have to mention the snack wagon twice.