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We made our way over to the tent where Absinthe would be performed. We waited outside until they let us inside. Outside anywhere in Vegas is good people watching.
We were seated way in the back. Which was fine because the closer chairs were folding type chairs that would put you in very close proximity to your neighbor. Who you may know, which would be fine, or (probably a 50% chance) you may not know. I don’t like to be that close to my fellow humanity. So I was glad we were in the way back. The chairs were more comfortable and were further apart. There were four chairs around a table. The tent was very small, so there was no seat that had a bad view and it was all close enough to see very well.
I was really good with our seats. Especially after the show started and I saw what happened to the people in the front row.
The first thing that tipped me off that this was truly an irreverent, offensive, profane show was when they gave the pre-show speech and they said, “If you are offended by words like sh*t and fu** then you’re probably at the wrong fu**ing show.
The show was a combination of amazing acrobatics and profane humor. It was hilarious. We laughed a lot. And in between laughing, we were awed by the acrobatic performers. It was awesome. One of the best shows I’ve seen in Vegas.
Oh, those front row people? They got roasted. The “Republican woman” got pulled up onstage and made to kiss another woman, with tongue. No lie.
When the show was over, we made our way to Hyakumi, the sushi restaurant that Zung thought had been recommended by a Japanese woman in one of the shops. Either he got the restaurant wrong or being Japanese gave her no credibility in recommending sushi restaurants. And I just checked. It’s the only sushi restaurant at Ceasar’s.
We asked for a table for two and she asked if we has reservations. We said no and she seated us. And then we were ignored by the three Asian women working there. There were two waitresses and a busser. None of the sushi chefs appeared Asian. Not that they have to be.
We waited. And waited. And waited. They walked by us multiple times. After ten or fifteen minutes I said, “In ten minutes, we are out of here.” No water. No, “I’ll be with you in a minute.” Nada.
Lesson learned, if you have gotten to the point where you are saying, in X number of minutes, we are leaving, save yourself the bad experience and just leave right then. I wish we had.
A waitress came by and said, “I’ll be with you in a minute.” And we waited. And then one of the sushi chefs said to another waitress, “Take care of them.”
She did. We ordered. The food then came quickly. I ordered sushi and Zung ordered tempura. And it was bad. Not, send it back, bad, but, why did I eat here, bad.
The tuna was way too thick and not tasty at all.
I also ordered some other sushi that came on rice and it still had some skin on it. Eww!
You can’t see it in this picture, but trust me, it was poor standard prep. I thought the roll in the back (can’t remember the name) was OK, but Patrick (my 19 yr old who works in a sushi restaurant) said it didn’t look well prepared.
Zung said his tempura was OK, but bland.
We couldn’t get out of there fast enough.
We’ve had some great dinners in Vegas – Alize at Palms Hotel, Andre’s downtown (now closed). We’ve had some decent dinners – Eiffel Tower Restaurant at Paris, Speidini at JW Marriott, Emeril’s at MGM Grand. We’ve had an overpriced but good (just not worth the price) dinner – Michael Mina at Bellagio. We’ve had more mediocre dinners than can be recounted. But this was our first bad dinner.
If Hyakumi is on your list of places to try in Vegas, take it off. Now.
We head back to Bellagio and I need a palate cleansing, so we stop at FIX so I can get a chocolate martini. We sit at the bar and it is just as good as it was yesterday. We watch a waitress who looked like she had a healthy snort of coke or something. She was waaay to energetic (frantically) for the end of her shift. Or even the beginning.
I could have drunk another one or two chocolate martini’s. But that always feels better the night you’re doing it then the next morning, so we left after one.
We returned to the room and watched a couple of the fountain shows.
We were tired. I have to think the really little kids we saw being dragged around by their parents at 11 at night were really, really tired. News alert! Vegas ditched the family vacation destination idea YEARS ago. So, if you’re gonna drag your kids there in spite of that, get them the hell to bed at a decent hour!
It had been a good second day. A great breakfast, a delightful tea, a great show, some pool time. The disappointments had been the rum coke slushy and dinner.
If you have great ALL the time, you don’t appreciate it as much though. So the experiences that suck, make you appreciate the good ones.
Tell yourself that the next time you have a crummy experience. It works. I swear.