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Wagyu-Washed Whiskey and Whiskey-Rubbed Steak.

And a Dessert Cart Like You’ve Never Seen.

By Sam Eichner

A Filet and an Old Fashioned In One Convenient Mouthful
HIGH STEAKS

A Filet and an Old Fashioned In One Convenient Mouthful

Your friends at Sushi Samba are serving a new Wagyu-washed, Japanese whisky Old Fashioned. And the folks at Smith & Wollensky have an Old Fashioned-rubbed filet mignon finished with a whiskey gastrique. Coincidence? No time to answer. There’s steak to drink.

A Bivalve Hotspot At the Hard Rock
SHELL OR HIGH WATER

A Bivalve Hotspot At the Hard Rock

Oyster Bar is now open at the Hard Rock. We’ll take your questions.
You: So it’s an oyster bar?
Us: Pretty much. They have oysters. But they’ll also make you lobster, pan-roasted mussels and po’ boys.
You: So it’s not an oyster bar?
Us: You lovable scamp.

Hot Pots. On Conveyor Belts.
BELTWAY POLITICS

Hot Pots. On Conveyor Belts.

Here’s what happens at Chubby Cattle. You choose your hot pot broth. Then you grab your accouterments—lamb shoulder, udon noodles, etc—from a conveyor belt, mix them in yummy sauce and dip them in said pot. After that, you eat. And repeat. Until you’re finished and go somewhere else.

Like An Extremely Analog Version Of Westworld. Kind Of.
ESCAPE CRUSADER

Like An Extremely Analog Version Of Westworld. Kind Of.

Depending on the escape room scenario you choose at Escapology, you may be a lawman in the wild west, an FBI agent in the cyber crime unit or a brilliant detective aboard the Budapest Express. Once you escape, though, you’ll just be you again. Which is oddly reassuring.

Now open, Escapology, 2797 S Maryland Pkwy, 702-359-0805

Tesla’s Got Nothing On Jose Andres’ Dessert Cart
A WORK OF CART

Tesla’s Got Nothing On Jose Andres’ Dessert Cart

Bazaar Meat’s new dessert cart resembles a giant golden wind-up toy, lights up, and is Bluetooth-enabled to program music. All of which is cool, but none of which should distract you from the fact that it’s primary purpose is to deliver you bonbons and ice cream.

Sam Eichner likes literature, reality television and his twin cats equally. He has consistently been told he needs a shave since he started growing facial hair.

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