At the age of 59 (late 1999), I declared I would live to 100+. As a result, I would spend the next 41 years traveling the world while enjoying various cultures via their sights, sounds & foods. How I could afford this was not part of my basic Declaration. I am a firm believer of the theory, “Set the vision & the means will follow”. For the first 14 years, my wife & I did just that. We traveled to over 15 countries & enjoyed many cities.On 3/10/16, I experienced my body’s first major travel delay—I had a STROKE! For the next 48 hours I had no control over my life. All I knew was that due to some equipment failure I was stranded in a stranger’s bed. Why did the equipment fail? How did it happen? And how long will it take to repair it? This blanket of unanswered questions covered my motionless left leg & arm for the first 2 days. Of course, I feared they would never move again. They would never again be cramped in the middle seat. Nor would they ever again slide under a table of pasta in Tuscany. It seemed even a stroll in Times Square may become a distant memory.
Vegas is known for their “best of…” list. Everyone is claiming to be the best steakhouse, the best pizza or the best buffet. Some are really the best, but most are very good and only individual taste made it the best. My wife, being from Chicago, feels she can determine the best deep dish pizza the Valley. Yet other Chicagoans will dispute her claim. As for me, I am from New York and all deep dish pizza is a sin.
Hence the old Latin maxim: De gustibus non disputandum est (or as I learned, “ De gustibus non est disputandum”). “In matters of taste, there can be no disputes” (literally “about tastes, it should not be disputed/discussed”).The implication is that everyone’s personal preferences are merely subjective opinions that cannot be right or wrong, so they should never be argued about as if they were. In English we simply say “There is no accounting for taste”. However, that never stopped a Food Critic or an everyday foodie from sharing their opinion.
So, here is mine. By accident, I found the “worst” buffet in Vegas. It is called Le Villages and it is located in that food corridor connecting the Paris with Bally’s. I found myself eating there via a series of mistakes which makes me say “shame on you” to both Bally’s & the Paris.Wanting to see a classic & vintage Vegas show before it closed forever, my wife and I booked dinner and a seat at the “Jubilee”, Donn Arden’s tribute to the glitz and glamour of Vegas’ glory days and the last remaining classic showgirl production on the Strip. Million dollar costumes, bare breasts and recorded music. You know the old line “Stand there and look pretty”. A few months ago, we saw a similar show in Havana, Cuba with live music. They said they were the first Vegas & best showgirl show and they were right.
Join Patrick Barney as he explores his love of travel & food around the world & in his home town of Las Vegas.