Dallas joined me for two days in Vegas. I was meeting a new client, which basically consists of 14 hours of observation and meetings each day. Long days. It was nice to have someone to "come home to" at the hotel. I think he enjoyed a few days of relaxation at the Hilton Grand Vacations Club. We've decided we need a real vacation. We take pseudo vacations like this one and kid ourselves.
So last night we went to Caesars Palaces, to walk the forum shops and find something to eat. Dallas was in the mood for italian, which he never is (he believes pasta is a side-dish, not a meal) for the second night in a row. So off we went to find one. Caesars. Rome. Italian Food. How could we go wrong?
Well we did. We found the only italian restaurant that did not have parmesan cheese. Seriously. We both ordered pasta and when we asked for cheese, they did not have any. Sadly, this is not the first time this has happened. One late night driving from Southern to Northern CA we stopped at a KFC to order chicken sandwiches. The conversation at the drive through basically went like this:
Me: We'd like two grilled chicken sandwich combos with lemonade and a diet coke.
Drive Through Operator: I'm sorry -- we don't have any chicken.
Me: Come again? You don't have any chicken. Are you serious?
DTO: Yes. We ran out. And it will take us at least 30 minutes until we will have some more.
We drove off. Once we visited our favorite burger joint in Burley. Sort of like In-N-Out in a small town with a lot better food. They only have burgers, fries, and drinks on the menu. We showed up, craving them....and they were out of burgers. They offered to make us a grilled cheese.
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