After going to bed at 3 a.m., I woke up rather late. Mr. Monkey, on the other hand, always rises early, regardless of when he goes to sleep. Before I woke up, he had already been to a few casinos and placed a number of bets at various sports books.
We headed to Caesars Palace for brunch at Mesa Grill.
Mr. Monkey ordered the carrot-mango juice ($5). I had a sip. Blech.
We shared a gala apple salad with baby spinach, Maytag bleu cheese, toasted pecans, and spicy vinaigrette ($12). Delightful and refreshing.
The ranch style eggs tostada with a crispy flour tortilla, ancho chile-tomato sauce, and white cheddar cheese with home fries ($16) had a nice kick. The eggs were perfect -- soft and delicate but done.
The Mesa burger with double cheddar cheese, grilled Vidalia onion, and horseradish mustard on a house roll accompanied by southwestern fries ($16) was juicy and char-licious. The fries were just shy of incredible.
Post-lunch, we headed to the Las Vegas Premium Outlets, where we spent a few hours buying much needed basics (e.g., yet another suit from Brooks Brothers and a boatload of socks for Mr. Monkey) and some fun treats (e.g., three pairs of shoes from Cole Haan for me). Shopped 'til we dropped? Pretty much, yes. We actually brought a big empty suitcase for just this.
Then it was time to eat again. That's another post.