The Las Vegas Foodgasm: Wicked Spoon

Katie and I wandered through the ¬†halls of Cosmopolitan’s second floor, en route to Wicked Spoon, passing by tourists posing inside of larger-than-life shoes and walls adorned with art. We were on a mission: stuff our faces with good eats at the hotel’s much-praised buffet, Wicked Spoon. I’ve already confessed, I’m no foodie, but ¬†afterContinue reading “The Las Vegas Foodgasm: Wicked Spoon”

The Las Vegas Foodgasm: An Introduction

I have a confession: I am not a foodie. Foie gras does not make me weak in the knees. It is only recently that I have developed a taste for cheese (and it’s got to be really bougie cheese at that) and steak (same deal … has to be super good). Hell, to be quiteContinue reading “The Las Vegas Foodgasm: An Introduction”