Thirty-five degrees in Las Vegas feels like fifty degrees in Minnesota.
People will still swim laps in the pool if it's thirty-five degrees. I can only hope the pool was as warm as bath water.
Las Vegas looks much better at night than it does during the day. What appears glitzy after dark, looks downright tawdry when the sun is out.
I keep staring at the surrounding mountains, and wish I'd brought my hiking boots.
Nothing here is cheap.
I'm still on Minnesota time. I wake up every morning at 6 AM, just as I do every work day. The problem is, I'm not going to work and it's not 6 AM, it's 4 AM. I thought the Prosecco might lead to longer slumbering, but alas, no.
Thanks to all the walking, I'm pretty sure weight loss will be a side benefit to this trip. So will Plantar Fasciitis.
Everything here boasts of being "The Best," or "Rated #1" or "The Top...". Good to know that surrounded by superiority.
Because I'm on vacation, three potential recruits will want to join the company while I'm gone.
Even though I was cherishing a much needed break from the care and feeding of four kids and two dogs, I really miss those buggers.
Right after we returned from our Thanksgiving trip to Ohio, Steve asked me when my sister held her annual Christmas party. I didn't know so I texted the question to her. She responded, "Why? Are you going to tell Uncle Chuck? I responded that her brother in law was asking. Turns out, the party was planned for December 8th-Steve's 50th birthday. Steve said he'd like to go back for another visit-just the two of us ON AN AIRPLANE-and see what the party was like.
I checked online, and was able to snag two short notice tickets for less than $200 apiece. We blew into Cleveland on Friday evening. Once buckled into the airplane, the pilot announced that we had a 125 mile per hour tailwind, and would arrive in Cleveland in one hour and fifteen minutes. Folks, it took us longer than that to get out of our driveway during our automobile odyssey here two weeks ago.
Our first stop was Rockne's, which I missed when we were here over Thanksgiving. I was craving a bowl of their Mushroom Brie Bisque, which is one of the best soups I've ever had. I've made batch after batch of this, in an attempt to duplicate it, and I think I've got a winner here.
Mushroom Brie Bisque
One bunch green onions, white part only, chopped 1/4 C minced shallots 1 1/2 cups fresh, thinly sliced mushrooms 2 tablespoons butter 1/2 C sherry 6 cups beef stock 2 cups half-and-half 6 ounces Brie cheese, rind removed- 2 tablespoons cornstarch (more, or less, depending on how thick you want the soup) 2 tablespoons water to mix with cornstarch 1/2 teaspoon cayenne pepper or hot Indian chili pepper (preferred, but not easily located) 1/4 teaspoon nutmeg
Saute onions, shallots and mushrooms in butter. Add sherry and beef stock. Simmer for at least 10 minutes. Add the cream and cheese.
Simmer the soup, whisking until the cheese melts and is smooth. Mix cornstarch with water and whisk into the soup to thicken. Bring to a soft rolling boil and remove from the heat. Add pepper, nutmeg and salt at this time.