just shaking the glitter off my clothes after a great getaway to celebrate the fact that, as mr. jones says, our marriage could now (legally) go to a casino and have a drink. while in las vegas you’re always subject to gratuitous amounts of gilding and the over-use of over-the-top finishes, but there was beautiful restraint in spots, too…in addition to the food, i especially loved the combination of polished plaster, distressed metals and warm woods at bobby flay’s mesa grill, and the sky ceilings above wolfgang puck’s postrio at the venetian. the beatles love was inspiring in a completely incredible, mind-bending kind of way… excellent meals at olives, piero’s, and (of course!) an evening with donny rounded out a fab weekend. and now, i believe i’ll just take to the sofa and hang out with the little joneses for a while, until the post-vegas visions of sequins and bright lights fade. otherwise, anything i touch might be accidentally gilded and dusted with sparkly pearl-x.
in other late-breaking travel-related news, sunday’s new york times highlighted some of the more entertaining things that happen in mrs. jones’s neighborhood after her bedtime. i so appreciate that they commented favorably on our hospitality here in memphis.
catherine says
Matt Cain, the SF Giants ace pitcher is from and lives in Memphis! I just heard him on the radio today and I did not know that! I heart Matty