Central Brunch in Las Vegas

Confession: I’ve never been to Las Vegas. Yes, I’ve traveled nearly the whole world round, but I’d never had a burning desire to visit this strange, contrived Disney Land for adults that’s absorbing all the water and all the sin for the entire Western United States.

Put simply, I had no desire to gamble or to get sleazy with strange men on the dance floor. Then, I went to Vegas and didn’t gamble or get sleazy with strange men on the dance floor. Turns out, you can behave in in the City of Sin.

Despite an utter lack of debauchery—the weekend was still marvelous, filled with shopping, laying by the pool, people watching, sneaking in Beatles Love and seeing my ultimate fave DJ, Avicii, with one of my best gal pals, Lindsey.

We stayed in the epicenter of cheesy Vegas make-believe, Caesar’s Palace. The hotel—like everything in Vegas—is enormous, confusing, and filled with fake historical relics, slot machines and tacky tourists. Nonetheless, it was really really nice. The rooms were luxurious and filled with enormous comfy beds. Our room in particular had a spectacular view of the strip and the Bellagio fountain. I was charmed.

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On Sunday, we marked the conclusion of a successful Las Vegas weekend with brunch at Michel Richard’s Central, which also has a DC location in addition to Chef Richard’s famous Citronelle. Sitting on the patio in 80 degree weather and sunshine, we were feeling mighty fine.

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We began with a fruit plate—watermelon, cantaloupe, strawberries and blueberries served with granola and yogurt. The fruit was fresh and delicious. Lindsey’s table manners went out the window—I looked over to find her biting into watermelon slices and dripping juice everywhere. A perfect breakfast for a hot Nevada morning.

The service was spectacular and our waters– and my fresh-squeezed OJ– were always refilled.

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Lindsey ordered her favorite brunch dish—an egg white veggie omelet, fresh fruit, and hash browns. The omelet was the perfect portion size and the hash browns were a bit greasy for her taste. I, however, thought they were delicious.

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Meanwhile, I went in for the kill with the crème brulee French toast. The dish was perfectly presented with the toast round rather than square and topped with a lovely dollop of whipped cream and fresh berries. The bread was fluffy and moist, caked in egg, and tasted very strongly of vanilla and cinnamon. The dish was very rich, however, sandwiched between the bread was rich creamy crème brulee custard. I topped it with maple syrup and devoured it nonetheless—and had a sugar-induced headache shortly thereafter.

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Best of all, the folks at Central boxed up croissants and coffee for us to take to the airport. How nice!

The Bitches say: A. Fresh, delicious food in large portions from an amazingly gifted chef.

Michel Richard Central
Caesar’s Palace
Las Vegas
Central is open 24-hours and serves brunch and breakfast Saturdays and Sundays.
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Comments

  • Mango says:

    Well…it’s nice to see that the brunch was good because my dinner there back in November was highly disappointing. Cold fries, rancid carpaccio, greasy mac & cheese…not even the cheese puffs were good. Our server was great, which saved the night. As did the many cocktails and drunk teenager watching we did at the bar. But, overall, it wasn’t a good experience. Maybe Michel swooped in and put the quality control smack down on his Vegas staff (?). I hope he did.

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