“They’ve been dialing this thing down every year,” said my colleague, John Curtas, as he eyeballed Sammy D’s popover and prime rib sando at the Epicurean Affair. Happily, that dish turned out to be one of the best items of the evening, at the well attended gala outside on a tepid evening by the Venetian/Palazzo pools.
Later on, I ran into my other co-author of Eating Las Vegas, Al Mancini, who looked characteristically wasted, after a long Margarita.
“I’ve been to five of these things in the last two weeks,” he told me, and I’m completely burned out.” Mancini went to Pebble for an upscale Food and Wine Festival, so he gets bragging rights this year. But if you count Vegas Uncork’d and Taste of the Nation, also held in May, we all need a rest.
This year’s Epicurean Affair was well attended, more than 1500 paying guests. The price was $100 for General Admission, $150 for VIP, which entitled payees to enter a half-hour before the general public. I went in gratis as a member of the press, just after 6 p.m. That meant not doing lines. I was full by 6:15.
Read more of Max Jacobson’s take on the Epicurean Affair at UnicaWorld.com.